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Lyrics
I am not over you
Being over me
A mother calls to her child,
He brazenly remains on the swing set
She recalls those formative years
When he'd cling so tight to her pant leg
I'm holding everything back,
I can't let you get the best of me again
In my head, I'm packing my bags
But I won't get up from this park bench
I am not over you
Being over me
A subtle roll of the eyes
When I can't find my car keys again
That almost inaudible sigh
When I retell old jokes to your friends
Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Tim Kasher
Being over me
A mother calls to her child,
He brazenly remains on the swing set
She recalls those formative years
When he'd cling so tight to her pant leg
I'm holding everything back,
I can't let you get the best of me again
In my head, I'm packing my bags
But I won't get up from this park bench
I am not over you
Being over me
A subtle roll of the eyes
When I can't find my car keys again
That almost inaudible sigh
When I retell old jokes to your friends
Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Tim Kasher
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