Every time I see your grave
I can't help but think
How I didn't know
That you only drank
The overtime
(Overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime)

I grow back bangs so easily
My mind wanders so efficiently (overtime)
You wandered in and out of consciousness
Doing all those things
That you would soon regret (overtime)
The final proof too tempting
And not to mention all the spending, I didn't know

It was the extra flow from the overtime
It's been willing
You forgot to tell me
Extra willing
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
Extra willing (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to
(Overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime)

The things I said, I cannot take back
I was unaware of my comedy (overtime)
I thought the math could not lie
But what a mistake
It cost you, you laugh (overtime)
Now you're six feet underground
And I feel nothing but a clown
I didn't know

It was the extra flow from the overtime
It's been willing
You forgot to tell me
Extra willing
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
Extra willing (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to
(Overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime)
(Overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime)
(Overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime)
(Overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime)

I didn't know
It was the extra flow from the overtime
It's been willing
You forgot to tell me
Extra willing
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
Extra willing (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me (overtime)
You forgot to tell me

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
Writer(s): Basia Bulat, Jake Clemmons, James Baley, Louis Percival, Meg Remy