Over You

C an't you already tell?
O pen your eyes, you're done with
M aking a mess of my mind.
P erhaps you'd like a second, no, eighth chance? Ha!
L ike I would even give you one more glance.
E ven though we had some good times,
T hings fall apart, and you're not meant to be mine.
E leven months I wasted on you,
L ovely to know
Y ou wasted them, too.

O h, I'll admit I was quite torn up at the start.
V ery soon, however, I got over my broken heart.
E veryone knew you slept with her, that move was bold, just remember that
R evenge is a dish best served cold. But now

Y ou're out of my sight, and
O ut of my mind.
U nderstand now that I'm over you, and I'm completely fine.