Over It – Young Rising Sons

I don’t mean to argue, but I could care less
What’s been on your mind?
You tell me your brother grew up
And your father is doing alright

Did you come here all alone?
I don’t really wanna know

How you’re doing or who you’ve met
You’re the one who picked up and left
Now I’m tryna get over it
I’m tryna get over it

You notice my haircut, and say that you like
How it brings out my eyes
And now it’s just awkward ’cause I could care less
How you’re spending your time

I don’t really wanna know, no
I don’t really wanna know

How you’re doing or who you’ve met
You’re the one who picked up and left
Now I’m tryna get over it
I’m tryna get over it
I don’t need to be your best friend
Don’t care who you’ve been sleeping with
‘Cause I’m tryna get over it
I’m tryna get over it

But I can’t get over it
No, I can’t get over it

You love to remember the moments I’m trying
To just leave behind
How could I forget the night you decided
To fuck up my life?

So…
So frankly I really don’t give a fuck

How you’re doing or who you’ve met
You’re the one who picked up and left
Now I’m tryna get over it
I’m tryna get over it
I don’t need to be your best friend
Don’t care who you’ve been sleeping with
‘Cause I’m tryna get over it
I’m tryna get over it