Phone Calls From Home Tonight I'm Over You
After all the nights we spent alone
In the same bedroom
After all the lies roll off your tongue
And you stop pretending
That you and I belong together now
This love’s not worth mending
You and I could never work it out this time
Tonight, I’m over you
Tonight, I’ll see this through
I’ll cut the ties on our romance and
You crossed the line
I gave you too many chances
Tonight, I’m over you
Cut me down over the phone again
Keep me defending
Laugh it off and try to make amends
I’ll stop pretending
That this is just another passing phase
There’s no happy ending
There’s no use convincing me to stay this time
You and all our so-called memories
They don’t mean much
They don’t mean anything
