Sick Day

Take a sick day to recover from these past few months
I could lie and wish you well, but we both know your life is hell.

Head for the hills, our business here is done
Forget my face, jump the gun
Find your way without me, hold someone else's hand
Head for the hills, stick your head in sand

I won't hang my head and keep dwelling on the past
Your friends my friends all know you treated my like trash

Head for the hills, our business here is done
Forget my face, jump the gun
Find your way without me, hold someone else's hand
Head for the hills, stick your head in sand