Over It

Hey mom, I'm doin' just fine
Know I haven't called in a long, long time, but
No news is good news, I swear
I've got a few new interest
Met another girl on the internet
Can you tell that I'm full of shit from there?

Hate to hang up, but I'm late
For gettin' punched right in my face
By a world that wants to break me down

Got my rent to pay, but I'm broke
All my shoes are down to the soles
Yeah, my bed is still on the floor
I'm so over it, over it
Everybody's fallin' in love
While I'm stumblin' home, still drunk
20 somethin' down on my luck
I'm so over it, over it

Kinda wish a friend would text me
Feelin' like my wallet and my glass half empty
Oh, I'm so sorry for the ventin'
I ain't in a rush, I'm just ready for the endin'

Hate to hang up my complaints
Like a showcase on display
For a world that wants to break me down

Got my rent to pay, but I'm broke
All my shoes are down to the soles
Yeah, my bed is still on the floor
I'm so over it, over it
Everybody's fallin' in love
While I'm stumblin' home, still drunk
20 somethin' down on my luck
I'm so over it, over it

I'm so scared I'll end up back home
Everybody says that I'm close
At the bottom of a hill, nowhere to go
But over it

Got my rent to pay, but I'm broke
All my shoes are down to the soles
Yeah, my bed is still on the floor
I'm so over it, over it
Everybody's fallin' in love
While I'm stumblin' home, still drunk
20 somethin' down on my luck
I'm so over it, over it



Credits
Writer(s): Dan Swank, Knox Morris, John Spencer Jordan, Matt Fowler, Jesse Frimmel, Victor Viramontes-pattison
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