No, I'm not over it.
No, things aren't okay.
Every time I close my eyes, I see your face.
I wish the pain would go away.
No, I'm not over you.
No, I'm not okay.
I fall for you more and more,
Each and every passing day.
No, I haven't moved on.
No, I haven't even tried.
I've got other things on my mind.
I've been too preoccupied.
No, I'm not writing this about you.
No, I'm not even thinking of you.
Why, what would make you think that I'm lying?
Is it that you're possibly thinking of me too?
No, I know that you're not.
No, I'm not THAT blind.
You've already told me what you want.
You already told me you don't want to be mine.
No, I'm totally fine.
No, I'm not dwelling on my fears.
I'm just going to go off to bed,
And down myself in my tears.
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 3:55 AM UTC
No, I'm not over it.
No, things aren't okay.
Every time I close my eyes, I see your face.
I wish the pain would go away.
No, I'm not over you.
No, I'm not okay.
I fall for you more and more,
Each and every passing day.
No, I haven't moved on.
No, I haven't even tried.
I've got other things on my mind.
I've been too preoccupied.
No, I'm not writing this about you.
No, I'm not even thinking of you.
Why, what would make you think that I'm lying?
Is it that you're possibly thinking of me too?
No, I know that you're not.
No, I'm not THAT blind.
You've already told me what you want.
You already told me you don't want to be mine.
No, I'm totally fine.
No, I'm not dwelling on my fears.
I'm just going to go off to bed,
And down myself in my tears.
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