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Maisie Peters

Over You

 

Over You


I'm not going to pretend
I saw you out with your friends
Last night The Barfly
Kept my eyes right on your back
And I was trying to shake it off
But then the Friday feeling stopped
And back I went feeling confused and sad and lost

And I should've stopped looking
I stopped crying only half a week ago
What a waste of tears and alcohol
Coz now this night will end
In me just texting all my friends
Ok but maybe this time I will let him off just once again

But you keep
Pulling me back heart attack
Switch it up again
Snake bite kiss just a little bit
Of play pretend
That once I get my fix I will sing we're through
Babe we both know that there's just no
Getting over you

You are dumb and you are mean
Talk with some girl like you can't see me
But you have this rooms not big enough to pretend that
We are done and we are fine
I'm desperate to draw a line
But at the same time half hoping we can cross one

Coz you are what I hate
The very worst best type of face
One look you see straight through me
I'm hooked sinker line straight sushi
And I am four steps back
An alcoholic's fourth relapse
I'm addicted you prescripted tears from the very first day

But you keep
Pulling me back heart attack
Switch it up again
Snake bite kiss just a little bit
Of play pretend
That once I get my fix I will sing we're through
Babe we both know that there's just no
Getting over you

You are a mess in skinny jeans
Too tight
You have confessed
It's just the chase that you like
But mistakes are my game
So smudged mascara are my prize
There's just no getting over you

So you walk off like the usual
Coz to you there's no plural
In our names once the clock strikes twelve
I play your games like it's blackjack
But then you go and I'm right back
Just two clueless eyes and I'm kickin myself
I just don't learn

So I get a taxi all alone
And it distracts me for a moment
From your eyes the girl tonight
Well what a party
Too drunk to really think things through
The only time I understand you
Coz we both know that I'm not over being close to you

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