Sex/Sick

I bet you'll never guess when i was telling the truth
So sick of the games
So sick of the proof
Sex makes me sick
I blame that on you
You are the same
We are so through
Remember my name
What did you lose?
Glad that you came
That makes the both of you
Please stay away
I don't know what I'll do
I won't think it through
I'm done thinking of you
Remove the brain
You gave that up too
Don't be ashamed
You do what you do
You do what you do
You do what you do
You do what you do
You do what you do
You do what you do
You do what you do
You do what you do