I Get Sick by Math the Band Lyrics

I get sick to my stomach when I think about the way they get out
I give thanks for a poor imagination I'm a coward I know
Despite everything, it didn't matter though
I hated every single song that I heard when I heard it on the radio
I hate everything, I don't mean it though
I sang every single song when I knew when I heard it on the radio
Alright

I get sick to my stomach when I think about that they go
It's just phase modulation and a little bit of magic I know
Despite everything, it didn't matter though
I waited eighty seven years for a spot as a clown at a rodeo
I hate everything, I didn't mean it though
Just an idea that I got from a song that I heard on the radio

(No trust!)
No trust!
(No way!)
No way!
I gave you my trust and then you threw it away
(Honest!)
Honestly!
(OK!)
Okay, you wanna tell me something? It's like a slap to the face
(Hahaha!)
No I don't wanna talk about it
(Hahaha!)
No I don't wanna talk about it
(Hahaha!)
And no I...
(Hahaha!)
And no I...
(Hahahahahahahahahaha!)
And no I NEVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN!