Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
Pete Droge
It's tearing in the place where my heart once stood
And missing you baby ain't doing me good
It's gnawing and gnashing like teeth in my head
And there's times in the night I'd feel better off dead
So I am over you tell me what good does it do
Cuz I'm drunk and drinking at Hattie's at a quarter to two
Cuz I'm over you
He's serving you drinks he's dishing up smiles
When it's bar time baby those minutes mean miles
Well he's a watchdog girl don't you understand
That while he's barking up your tree the boy's got new plans
So I am over you tell me what good does it do
Cuz I'm drunk and drinking at Hattie's at a quarter to two
So I am over you tell me what good does it bring
I empty the bottles I fill up the ashtrays and sing
Cuz I am over you And you're over me
When we look at the truth It's ugly we see
When I read to you baby from the book that you wrote
I got a choked up feeling in the back of my throat
Was it a love sick virus or the knot in my noose
You say your backpack's heavy bitch set the bricks loose
So I am over you