are you sick of being tired are you tired of being sick how did i get to where it pours never rains highway lost out of range my time a memory as you grip for the future it slips out of your hands the bitter sweet truth you know too well youve got to take it youve got to face it where you stand get out of your own damn way you must be out of your mind dont ask if refusal offends are you sick of being tired are you tired of being sick i can get a handle on it time is a memory time is ticking time is a memory time is illusion don t ask if refusal offends get out of your own damn way you must be out of your mind as you grip for the future it slips out of your hands the bitter sweet truth you know too well youve got to take it where you stand grip on the future it slips out of your hands the bitter sweet truth you know too well youve got to take it you d better face it where you stand 