I stay busy, I know

But it lives in me actively

Backin' me into corners, can't control

The impression you left on me

Like a tattoo that I never asked for

Under my skin, hoverin' over

I avoid the places

That remind me, yet still

Your shadow's behind me, calls like a siren

It questions, it teases and never gives reasons

Talk to you like I'm tryin' to put off

Startin' over

I flip on a dime

Keep changin' my mind

Won't someone tell me, please?

How long does it take?

(How much longer can you take?)

Will I get better?

(How much more before you break?)

Now that I'm older, does it get easier

To get over?

Common wisdom from friends

You've got to get under

In order to start to get over again

But what should I do

If I fear that I just may be too sensitive?

I'm not built for this

Dug too deep to start over

I flip on a dime

But I can't seem to find

My way to sweet release

I know it's just time

But it's takin' all mine

Won't someone tell me, please?

How long does it take?

(How much longer can you take?)

Will I get better?

(How much more before you break?)

Now that I'm older, does it get easier

To get over?

Over and over and over and over and over

How long does it take?

(How much longer can you take?)

Will I?

(How much more before you break?)

Now that I'm older, does it get easier

To get over?

And over and over and over and over and

To get over

And over and over and over and over

To get over