Over It

Dec 07, 2009 00:51

I'm over your lies,
And I'm over your games.
I'm over you asking me,
When you know I'm not okay.
You called me at night,
And I picked up the phone.
You know I want to be left alone.

I'm over your hands,
And I'm over your mouth.
Trying to drag me down,
And fill me with self-doubt.

That's why, your eyes?
I'm over it.
Your smile?
I'm over it.
I realized,
I'm over it.
Your words?
I'm over it.
I'm so sure,
I'm over it.
I'm not your girl,
So get over it.

Wanting me to be wanting you,
No that ain't no way to be.
How I feel, read my lips.
Moving on, it's my time,
You never wanted to be a friend of mine.
Hurt at first, a little bit,
But now I'm so over it.
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