I feel it this tension inside of me
Pressure is presently pushing down on me
The first time it starts with just you
And I'm repeating myself but you don't live with me
Let me see what you see
What is it what that you mean
The same old conversation
Over and over and over
When your sick and tired
Of all those lies you told me
You still don't sing things to me
Over and over and over
If you could see yourself as
I see right through you this time
But I keep telling you
Its over its over its over
You've taken these things that belong to me
Twisted so tightly and torn so carefully
The last time your hands were just you
And alone in a room with these torn back sheets
Let me see what you see
What is it what that you mean
The same old conversation
Over and over and over
When your sick and tired
Of all those lies you told me
You still don't sing things to me
Over and over and over
If you could see yourself as
I see right through you this time
But I keep telling you
Its over its over its over
You swore have created
Now thanks to you I can't forget it
Cause all this cost is better
Won't even miss you at all
Free fall this life that you call
When your sick and tired
Of all those lies you told me
You still don't sing things to me
Over and over and over
If you could see yourself as
I see right through you this time
But I keep telling you
Its over its over its over
When your sick and tired
Of all those lies you told me
You still don't sing things to me
Over and over and over
If you could see yourself as
I see right through you this time
But I keep telling you
Its over its over its over
Writer(s): Glen Ballard, Dallas L. Austin, Anastacia L. Newkirk
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