Texty písní Ingrid Michaelson

Ingrid Michaelson

Over You

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you look in a three-piece suit

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you held me when nobody else would

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I do

I'll get over you

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I do

I'll get all over you, you

All over you, you

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you laugh at everything that I do

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you said that you'd always be true

And maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I do

I'll get over you

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I do

I'll get all over you, you, you

Over you, you, over you

I'm falling around you

I'm falling around you

I'm falling around you

I'm falling around you

Maybe if I tell myself enough

I'm falling around you

Maybe if I do

I'm falling around you

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I tell myself enough

I'm falling around you

Maybe if I do

I'm falling around you

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I tell myself enough...

I'm falling around you

Maybe if I tell myself enough

Maybe if I do