Texty

The thrill on your face, looked down and left Now I'm filling a space, it's torn in my chest All the effects, churning machine Nobody live to care what it means Stopped dead in my tracks, I froze in my steps I tried to get back, I couldn't connect I heard you were out, SW3 Talking about how you were over me All of our time's been torn in two Now I spend all of mine tryna get over you Now that you've gone, I wish you were here Everything's wrong, nothing is clear And everything we shared and believed Is left here with me, now you're finally free Are the trees turning red, where you are today? Wish you had said you were headed that way I see you sat on a bus, saying I drove you to split When I say think about us, you say, "Ah, get over it" Me stuck on the strand, tryna get through And make myself understand that I've gotta get over you Gotta do what I can until I get over you I'm gonna make like a man and then I'll be over you
Writer(s): Roddy Frame Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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