Not Over You - Cassadee Pope

Dreams, that’s where I have to go,

To see you’re beautiful

Faces anymore, I stare at a picture of you,

and listen to the radio,

Hope, hope there’s a conversation,

we both admit we had it good,

but untill then it’s alienation I know,

that much is understood

and I realise,

If you’d ask me, how I’m doing,

I would say I’m doing just fine,

I would lie and say that you’re not on my mind

But I go out, and I sit down,

at a table set for two, and finally I’m forced to face the truth

Not matter what I say I’m, not over you

Not over you

Damn, damn girl you do it well,

And I thought you were innocent,

You took this heart and put it to hell,

but still you’re magnificent

I, I’m a boomerang, doesn’t matter how you throw me,

I turn around and I’m back in the game, even better than the old me,

but I’m not even close, without you

If you’d ask me how I’m doing,

I would say I’m doing just fine,

I would lie and say that you’re not on my mind,

But I go out, and I sit down

at a table set for two, and finally I’m forced to face the truth,

No matter what I say I’m, not over you

And if I, had the chance to renew,

you know there is anything, I wouldn’t do

I wouldn’t get back, on the right track, but only if you’d be convinced,

so untill then,

If you’d ask me, how I’m doing,

I would say I’m doing just fine,

I would lie and say that you’re not on my mind,

But I go out, and I sit down,

at a table set for two, and finally I’m forced to face the truth

No matter what I say,

I’m, not over you

Not over you

Not over you

Not over you