Over It (Single Edit)

Where do all these pieces go,

now that I am separate?

I missed the part where I got old

Thought I’d have it figured out

Even now I find it hard

To do my bit

I’m not over it

I’m not over it

What do all these people know

That I haven’t figured myself

I don’t know where i will go

But take me in with open arms

Cause’ even in your arms

I’m still wrapped in my shit

I’m not over it

I’m not over it

I’m not over it

I’m not over it