I’m done. This
time I’m over you. I’m sick of playing all your games. This rollercoaster ride
has left me dizzy and I want to leave before I lose my chance to escape this
same old song and dance. I guess it couldn’t hurt to take one more ride. You
had told me you’d made up your mind. And I was so sure that this time
I was over you, the mistake of my life. It’s the last time and after this my
heart is dead. But I will probably turn and run right back again. “You’re a
fool boy and I don’t want your love,” she said. (A stupid boy) So let me know
if this all really is the end. Quit playing with my head. Your bouts with my
heart have left me so
Battered, bleeding, bruised and sore that I can’t continue keeping score of who
did what this time. When will I ever realize that I’m not over you, the mistake
of my life? So start the engine up again one last time.
We’ll take the road we have before. Til you forget about the boy you left here.
Who never knows just what’s in store. So tell me what you think about, when
we’re all alone? I just can’t read you. Why do you always leave? (It’s so
useless, it’s so useless) I know it’d be much better if you were replaced with
someone I don’t have to chase. I’m never over you the mistake of my life. I
know I always need you. So many times I’ve seen this through again. I’m never
over you. No hope for me tomorrow. It’s time to end my sorrow once again. I’m
getting (never) over you
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