World Sick - Broken Social Scene

We got a minefield of crippled affection

All for the borrowed mirror connection

That’s why I’m leaving this spoken detention

I’m a romance addict so that I can confess that:

I get world sick every time I take a stand

Well, I get world sick, my love is for my man

We got a lady who’s wanting to dance

Men with the maybe looking for endings

And I get world sick every time I take a stand

Yeah, I get world sick, my love is for my man

I’m sick of the self-love, losing the «bless me»

The exit the roof of the rule of what we’ll be

And all the destroyers that never wore dresses

They live for the older, well, I’ll confess this:

I get world sick every time I take a stand

Well, I get world sick, my love is for my man

I get world sick every time I take a stand

Well, I get world sick, my love is for my man