| Song | Sick of Myself |
| Artist | Matthew Sweet |
| Album | Time Capsule: The Best of Matthew Sweet 1990-2000 |
| You don’t know, how you move me | |
| Deconstruct me | |
| And consume me | |
| I’m all used up | |
| I’m out of luck | |
| I am starstruck | |
| By something in your eyes | |
| That is keeping my hope alive | |
| But I’m sick of myself when | |
| I look at you | |
| Something is beautiful and true | |
| In a world that’s ugly and a lie | |
| It’s hard to even want to try | |
| I’m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don’t know | |
| I’ll take or leave | |
| The room to breathe | |
| The choice to leave you | |
| I’ll throw away | |
| A chance at greatness | |
| Just to make this | |
| Dream come into play | |
| I don’t know if | |
| I’ll find a way’ | |
| Cause I’m sick of myself when | |
| I look at you | |
| Something is beautiful and true | |
| In a world that’s ugly and a lie | |
| It’s hard to even want to try | |
| I’m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don’t know | |
| I’m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don’t know | |
| There’s something in your eyes | |
| That is keeping my hope alive | |
| But I’m sick of myself when | |
| I look at you | |
| Something is beautiful and true | |
| In a world that’s ugly and a lie | |
| It’s hard to even want to try | |
| I’m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don’t know | |
| I’m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don’t know | |
| One more time |
| You don' t know, how you move me | |
| Deconstruct me | |
| And consume me | |
| I' m all used up | |
| I' m out of luck | |
| I am starstruck | |
| By something in your eyes | |
| That is keeping my hope alive | |
| But I' m sick of myself when | |
| I look at you | |
| Something is beautiful and true | |
| In a world that' s ugly and a lie | |
| It' s hard to even want to try | |
| I' m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don' t know | |
| I' ll take or leave | |
| The room to breathe | |
| The choice to leave you | |
| I' ll throw away | |
| A chance at greatness | |
| Just to make this | |
| Dream come into play | |
| I don' t know if | |
| I' ll find a way' | |
| Cause I' m sick of myself when | |
| I look at you | |
| Something is beautiful and true | |
| In a world that' s ugly and a lie | |
| It' s hard to even want to try | |
| I' m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don' t know | |
| I' m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don' t know | |
| There' s something in your eyes | |
| That is keeping my hope alive | |
| But I' m sick of myself when | |
| I look at you | |
| Something is beautiful and true | |
| In a world that' s ugly and a lie | |
| It' s hard to even want to try | |
| I' m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don' t know | |
| I' m beginning to think | |
| Baby, you don' t know | |
| One more time |