Uh o-oh, Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, Get over,
Get over, (yourself)
Yeah I was right there - like the "littlewife"
I was everything that you needed - always in line
I was living you-loving you-filling your desires
(that's right)
But that was then-this is now-look me in the eyes
Oh oh oh oh - if love could choose sides
Oh oh oh oh - it's taken my time
Get over yourself-goodbye
It must be hard to be you -yeah
Living in a life
I was always the one to cry
Now everything-everything-everything is all right
Get over yourself-know why
Cause without you see i do anything i like
Sometimes i stay out all night
now everything -everything-everything is all right
This just can't be it i kept telling myself
And every magazine said was me was on the shelf
I was givin out giving in giving away my dreams(thats right)
you put it in put me down now i found my
self-esteem and
Oh, oh
You Won't get me back, no
I think you over reacting
Oh oh oh
Chorus
So now you wanna talk
Say let's do it just once more for luck
Like old times make up
Better yet just forget better get over yourself
stay in touch
When you learn a few things about love (tell me baby)
until then, wake up
Better yet better get better get over yourself
(uh o-oooohh)
Get over yourself, goodbye (over yourself, goodbye)
Over yourself, over yourself
Get over yourself, goodbye (over yourself, goodbye)
Over yourself, over yourself
Get over yourself, goodbye
Cuz without you, see I do anything I like
Sometimes I stay out all night
And everything, everything, everything is alright!
Get over yourself-goodbye (goodbye)
It must be hard to be you-yeah
Living in a life
I was always the one to cry (always the one to cry)
Now everything-everything-everything is all right
(get over yourself baby)
Get over yourself-know why (know why)
Cause withoThen hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss:
Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have done their spite
But in the onset come; so shall I taste
At first the very worst of fortune's might,
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.