It's Over Lyrics

(Oooo)

(Kiss Ross on the penis)

I feel so lame

Walking around

With a broken heart

And droopy frown

But It's not too late, is it yet?

I'll just wait

For a new mindset

And you

Can just find somebody new

I paint my face, and wear clothes too small

In hopes that one day you might call

I can do much more then what you're asking for

But you don't ask much, I'm such a whore

For you

Can just find somebody new

And they'll never have a clue

What you really want to do

It's over

It's over

Some people say

That its easy to play

A humans mind, and manipulate

Some people say; have a good day

I wonder what

They really pray

We fall asleep holding hands

But I wake up next a different man

We fall asleep four days a week

The other three, I watch you leave

Oh you, you just find somebody new

And they'll never have a clue

What I used to do for you

It's over

It's over

I feel like a checkerboard

Easy to play, and often ignored

I feel like an empty store

I changed the drawers to be your eyesore

We fall asleep holding hands

But I wake up next a different man

Every Sunday

You can call me all you want, babe

Send another sex tape, maybe of you

Can just fuck somebody new

And get stuck with dumb tattoos

You don't really have a clue

That I don't care what you do

And I don't believe in you

And I'm glad it's done, and through

It's over

It's over