Benjy Davis Project Over Me
I’ll be over Sunday to cut myself out of your heart, babe
I’ll start with the things that remind you of me, then move on, babe
The things that I bought, the things that I thought would be ours, ours to share
But I guess if they’re not, then all that I’ve got now are hours and hours to spare
‘Cause I don’t know, know, know why you’re making me go
Your face in the window is so, so sobering
Truth is I wish for you all of the love in the world
Shouldn’t be hard such a terribly beautiful girl
It’s just I’m not really used to this
Feeling of uselessness
Holding my heart in a vise
Oh, it tightens and loosens, it tightens and loosens
The more that I ask myself why
‘Cause I don’t know, know, know why you’re making me go
Your face in the window is so, so sobering
And I can just hope, hope
Hope that somewhere down that road
You’ll look back and see you were never
Over me, yeah
Be over Sunday to cut myself out of your heart
I’ll start with the things that remind you of me, then move on
