Texty: Michelle Featherstone. Other. Over You.

You're just so good
my mind's so full of the lies you've been feeding
and I ate them up like I needed them to survive

I drank your words
but my body's been purged of their poison
that's oozing throughout all of my veins
now I'm clean and sober again

and I'm over this childish need for attention
I'm over your constant threats of rejection
I'm over those eyes criticizing my every move
I'm over you

you were my disease
but I'm finally free of your septic affection
which has spread to my wounds
but they've already healed

'cause I'm over this childish need for attention
I'm over your futile attempts at redemption
I'm over those lips condescending the things I do

but your words are like honey
so sweet and so thick
but I've o.d.'ed on your sugar
now it's all just making me sick

and I'm over this childish need for attention
I'm over your futile attempts at redemption
I'm over those lips condescending the things I do

and I'm over this childish need for attention
I'm over this constant threat of rejection
I'm over those eyes criticizing my every move
I'm over you