about her. again. - Son Little

Well, I told her I’m good

And she said it was cool

Go on do what you want

Or don’t

It’s all over again, yeah

You go and mess up my head

You go and mess up my head

There’s just something about her

I takes me over the under

Over again, yeah

You go and mess up my head

There’s something about her

Makes me want her

Over again, yeah

You go and mess up my head

She said this ain’t workin'

All my work was for nothin', oh no

So I’m sitting here, smoking

With my head in my hands, yeah

Again and again

Again and again

If you lived here, I’d be home by now

If I lived here, I’d make it home somehow

But I don’t and I can’t, I won’t

There’s just something about her

I bet over the under

Over again, yeah

You go and mess up my head

There’s something about her, yeah

Makes me want her

Over again, yeah

You go and mess up my head…