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Woorden: Fefe Dobson. Sunday Love. Get Over Me.

So here we stand, just the two of us
Our hearts beating, 'cause we've been so nervous
We know what's coming next
The time we hid from has come too fast

There's too much I have learned from you
The love you gave was something new
But now I've gotta go
I don't expect you to be okay

So get over me 'cause everything I do to you
Causes you pain, just walk away
Anyone in love knows, you deserve better than me

You fight and tell me to be strong
You say we're special, that you want to carry on
You beg me for one more try
I can't help but ask you, why?

The other guy is waiting right outside
Gotta get my things, gotta leave you tonight
See some things don't work out
I never meant to hurt you now

Get over me, don't believe in love
And I won't ever again, just walk away
Everyone around knows, you were always better to me

Don't know why
I always sabotage everything
We may be perfect
But that don't mean a thing