overit
I wasn't told
Nah, I wasn't there
Baby, I'm so tired
Of you going over my head
You scared me again
Sick of all your friends
But I swear to God, I'm over it now
Fuck
You really don't mess around, really don't mess around, do you?
You really don't mess around
Running your mouth, and girl, I knew you
Really you fuck around
Shouldn't have trusted now
And you do what I thought you'd do
And say, "What's the point of acting up?
If you take a minute, think of all I've done for you
Oh Lord, I'm tired
Oh Lord, I'm uninspired
Speaking of, I'm finding love with somebody
But you made it hard, I don't trust nobody no more
No more 'cause
I wasn't told
Nah, I wasn't there
Baby, I'm so tired
Of you going over my head
You scared me again
Sick of all your friends
But I swear to God, I'm over it now
I swear to God, I'm over it now
You really don't mess around, really don't mess around, do you?
Really you fuck around, shouldn't have trusted now
I changed the locks in my door (the fuck is this?)
I changed the key to my house
I told my receptionist not to let you in anymore
I told
Running around
'Cause you were
Running around on me
Baby, I really love you
So darling
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Yeah, I really love you
So, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Yeah, let me go
Nah, I wasn't there
Baby, I'm so tired
Of you going over my head
You scared me again
Sick of all your friends
But I swear to God, I'm over it now
Fuck
You really don't mess around, really don't mess around, do you?
You really don't mess around
Running your mouth, and girl, I knew you
Really you fuck around
Shouldn't have trusted now
And you do what I thought you'd do
And say, "What's the point of acting up?
If you take a minute, think of all I've done for you
Oh Lord, I'm tired
Oh Lord, I'm uninspired
Speaking of, I'm finding love with somebody
But you made it hard, I don't trust nobody no more
No more 'cause
I wasn't told
Nah, I wasn't there
Baby, I'm so tired
Of you going over my head
You scared me again
Sick of all your friends
But I swear to God, I'm over it now
I swear to God, I'm over it now
You really don't mess around, really don't mess around, do you?
Really you fuck around, shouldn't have trusted now
I changed the locks in my door (the fuck is this?)
I changed the key to my house
I told my receptionist not to let you in anymore
I told
Running around
'Cause you were
Running around on me
Baby, I really love you
So darling
Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Yeah, I really love you
So, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go
Yeah, let me go
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Writer(s): William James Watson
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