I'm getting over it...
This ache within my chest.
I'm tired of you saying lies...
whether you believe them true or not.

You don't love me like you say,
So please stop saying so.
If you loved me, honestly, even as a friend
Well simply, you wouldn't hurt me so bad.

I am very well versed, and used to as well,
In the pains associated with the heart.
I've dealt with dreamers and Demons
And worse, lying Angels before.

I'm getting over it...
The ache within my chest.
The longing heart so eager to cling
With a mind tired as it tries to persuade.

I will build the bridge all in time,
Your river of lies were never mine.
So don't you worry about me
Cause honestly I'm standing over you...

My bridge is high and strong,
Yet yes its incomplete.
I still have a little more growing up to do,
And then trust me, I'm getting over it...