flatsound - They'll Like Me When I'm Sick lyrics

Start from the beginning... Hi, my name is Mitchell Welling I am nineteen years old I am a musician Would you like to hear a song? Hi, my name is none of your concern Just listen and judge me for what you think I'm worth And you said, I like the way your fingers play the chords I like the way you make me feel at home, woah I heard you're at it again I just called to say I never left And good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck, good luck I heard you needed some If your father could see the mess you made, he wouldn't like it very much You're playing a game entitled, "Hey they're going to like me when I'm sick" Just don't lie in the bed you made yourself and expect me to tuck you in 'Cause I won't Because I liked the way my fingers played with yours Yeah, I liked the way you make me feel at home, woah