Love Sick Stomach Ache (Sugar Coated Accident)

I woke up today That was my first mistake Woulda been better off in the middle of the dream I was havin' 'bout a brighter day Yesterday, I gave my heart away By the middle of the day you could search for sucker And buy it now on ebay Hold your head up and face the day Seems like everybody's got a way To say "I'm doing OK" I'm OK as long as you're happy Without me Without my hand To hold Without my jacket To keep me warm when you're cold Oh yeah you're cold Popsicle love and pie crust promises Ice cream kisses that I'm really gonna miss The Smithsonian, peppermint Sugar coated accident, empty like a cavity And now we're just history And this is all I ever wanted I can't take the heartbreak Can I get something for my Lovesick stomach ache? I threw up today I kinda sorta prayed To go back in time and rewrite these lines But I'll settle for a Bloody Mary What's that, you say You say you're not so OK Lookin' down from the top of a thirty-foot drop That's exactly what you wanted Hold your head up and face the day Seems like yesterday you got your way But are you doing okay? What's that you say? You say you're not really happy Without me Without my hand To hold Without my jacket To keep me warm when you're cold This is all I ever wanted I can't take the heartbreak Can I get something for my Lovesick stomach ache? And this is much more than I needed (Can I have some ginger ale?) I feel the agony of the defeated (Tell her she can go to hell) And if you really wanna make me feel better Just don't let her take the sweater I was wearin' when I met her 'Cause I know she's gonna say it was hers But it's mine That shit is mine Popsicle love and pie crust promises Ice cream kisses that I'm really gonna miss The Smithsonian, peppermint Sugar coated accident, empty like a cavity And now we're just history Popsicle love and pie crust promises Ice cream kisses that I'm really gonna miss The Smithsonian, peppermint Sugar coated accident, empty like a cavity And now we're just history Popsicle love and pie crust promises Ice cream kisses that I'm really gonna miss The Smithsonian, peppermint Sugar coated accident, empty like a cavity And now we're just history Popsicle love