Bowling For Soup - Love Sick Stomach Ache (Sugar Coated Accident) lyrics

I woke up today that was my first mistake
You're would've been better off
In the middle of a dream
I was having about a brighter day
Yesterday I gave my heart away
By the middle of the day
You can 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 okay"
I'm okay 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 take the heartbreak
But can I get something for my
Love sick stomach ache?

I threw up today i kinda sorta prayed
To go back in time and rewrite these lines
But I settled for a Bloody Mary
What's that you say?
You say you're not so okay?
Looking 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 take the heartbreak
But can I get something for my
Love sick stomach ache?

And this is much more than I needed
(Can I have some ginger ale?)
I feel the agony i've got defeated
(And 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 wearing 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

And popsicle love