Overdue (On The Rocks)

Sorry I don't love you.
A phrase I've grown accustomed to.
'Cause with you,
If something isn't wrong (something isn't wrong)
Then something isn't right

I wish you could be happy.
They sell smiles by the bottle at the pharmacy.
Why's it seem like everybody knows, everyone but you?
I think you're overdue, how about you?
Oh how about?

Did it hurt when your head hit the ground?
Could you even make a sound?
'Cause I wouldn't even know
Wouldn't even know since we don't even talk
I don't even know
I don't even know if that's something you want
I think we're overdue
And how about you?
How about?

You don't speak, speak, speak, speak to me
Oh baby, you don't even speak, speak, don't speak to me
Maybe if I cut off all my hair
You would forget how much you hate my face
And maybe I could forget about you

Don't speak
Don't speak
Don't speak
No, no, no

Don't speak
Don't speak
No, no

You don't speak, speak, speak, speak to me
Oh baby, you don't even speak, speak, don't speak to me
Maybe if you cut off all your hair
You would forget how much you hate yourself