Really Over

I was hoping to catch you at a less convenient time
Or rather I might have preferred to get your voicemail
And permanently disconnect the line
Hope it isn't an imposition
You say "not at all"
But I would rather get drinks with your new man
Than try to explain why I called

I can call back
When we're sober
But I know that you know it's never really over
And we're both just
Getting older
But I know that you know it's never really over
Your hair in my mouth (it's never really over)
Can't turn this around

Maybe I don't remember it exactly just like that
Or rather at the time I felt like I was flying
And I might just want that back
Not to say that I don't still miss you
Not at all
But I get wrapped around the axle
Trying to figure out what we did wrong

I can call back
When we're sober
But I know that you know it's never really over
And we're both just
Getting older
But I know that you know it's never really over
Your hair in my mouth (it's never really over)
Can't turn this around

Four in up
In the morning
Is the only time I can get to sleep
But four
In the morning
Is about the time I start giving myself the creeps
That's amore
Full moon hitting me in the face
Like you, metaphorically, you're the only thing that I can't erase

I can call back
When we're sober
But I know that you know it's never really over
And we're both just
Getting older
But I know that you know it's never really over
Your hair in my mouth (it's never really over)
Can't turn this around
It's never really over



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Bradley, Kyle Cochran, John Fengya, Michael Pereira, Matthew Prodanovich
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