歌词千寻 Lisa Loeb - Sick, Sick, SickSick sick sickThey watch you closely.They love you mostly when they watch the time.Tick tock tickThey want you breathing on your own.If you could get up then they'd take you home,but that won't do, there's something wrong with you.Think think thinkDo you remember?It was last November on your birthday when they brought you in.Dot dot dot dashV for victory.You flashed your handand threw your cake into the garbage can.Oh misery, there's something wrong with me.Now they sit by your bed and they hidefrom each other, by your sidewith each other and play games.They don't talk, they'd rather watch the clock.tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tockTick tac toeno two turns in a row:that's cheatingx x oYou never win,but you want to play again.You're the only reason tha