paroles de chanson Over It - Young Rising Sons

I don't mean to argue, but I could care less
What's been on your mind
You tell me
Your brother grew up
And your father is doing alright
Did you come here all alone?
I don't really wanna know

How you're doing or who you've met
You're the one who picked up and left
Now I'm trying to get over it
I'm trying to get over it

You notice my haircut
And say that you like how it brings out my eyes
And now it's just awkward
'Cause I could care less how you're spending your time
I don't really wanna know
No, I don't really wanna know

How you're doing or who you've met
You're the one who picked up and left
Now I'm trying to get over it
I'm trying to get over it
I don't need to be your best friend
Don't care who you've been sleeping with
'Cause I'm trying to get over it
I'm trying to get over it

(But I can't get over it)
(No I can't get over it)

You love to remember the moments
I'm trying to just leave behind
How could I forget the night you decided to fuck up my life?
(So, so frankly I really don't give a fuck)

How you're doing or who you've met
You're the one who picked up and left
Now I'm trying to get over it
I'm trying to get over it
I don't need to be your best friend
Don't care who you've been sleeping with
'Cause I'm trying to get over it
I'm trying to get over it