Sweet Nausea

I'm coming down with something

Got sugar stuck in my throat

Pacing the fun fair playing some age, I've overgrown

Now every right is wrong and

I paid my fare for a show

But the lights are gone and no one's coming

Baby

Hope you don't mind if I stay here

Spin me around until I'm sick to my stomach

Just the way I want it

Sweet nausea

I'm coming down with something

Got shivers down to my toes

Facing the cold air, playing voicemails on speakerphone

Now every ride is over (Oh, every ride)

I paid my fare for a show

Put the lights back on 'cause no one's coming, coming

Baby (Coming, no one's coming)

Hope you don't mind if I stay here

Spin me around until I'm sick to my stomach

Just the way I want it

Sweet nausea (Oh)