Over - Doe Paoro

I stay busy, I know

But it lives in me, actively backing me into corners

Can’t control the impression you left on me

Like a tattoo that I never asked for

Under my skin

Over and over

I avoid the places that remind me

Yet still your shadow’s behind me

Calls like a siren

It questions, it teases, it never gives reason

It’s thoughts of you

Like I’m trying to put off starting over

I flip on a dime

Keep changing my mind

Won’t somebody tell me please

How long does it take?

(How much longer can you take?)

Will I get better?

(How much more before you break?)

Now that I’m older

Does it get easier to get over

Calming wisdom from friends

«You've got to get under

In order to start to get over again»

But what should I do if I fear

I may just be too sensitive?

I’m not built for this

Dug too deep to start over

I flip on a dime

But I can’t seem to find

My way to sweet release

I know it’s just time

But it’s taking all mine

Won’t someone tell me please

How long does it take?

(How much longer can you take?)

Will I get better?

(How much more before you break?)

Now that I’m older

Does it get easier to get over?

Over and over and over and over and over

How long does it take?

(How much longer can you take?)

Will I?

(How much more before you break?)

Now that I’m older

Does it get easier to get over?

And over and over and over

And over

To get over

Over and over and over and over

To get over