Lyrics to It's Just Not Working Out (Oh Well, I'm Over It)
It's just not working out
I've heard this enough times
To not ask what caused it
The effects are on the ground
Like pictures laid out in a line
It's driving me crazy to be honest
If there's a map leading me back
To the beginning of this paperback
Where I started to tell you...
I was just trying to tell you that I wanted you
Oh well, I'm over it
This is the first and last time
That I swear that I'm alright
There isn't a gardner to guide you
Back to my house that you used to know
But I bury this book down beneath you
(Getting over it)
If there's a map leading me back
To the beginning of this paperback
Where I started to tell you...
I was just trying to tell you that I wanted you
Oh well, I'm over it
The broken soils represents this damaged man
The book represents what could have been
And I am thankful and oh so grateful
That I'll never see you round here again
If there's a map leading me back
To the beginning of this paperback
Where I started to tell you...
I was just trying to tell you that I wanted you
Oh well, I'm over it
It's just not working out
I've heard this enough times
To not ask what caused it
The effects are on the ground
Like pictures laid out in a line
I've heard this enough times
To not ask what caused it
The effects are on the ground
Like pictures laid out in a line
It's driving me crazy to be honest
If there's a map leading me back
To the beginning of this paperback
Where I started to tell you...
I was just trying to tell you that I wanted you
Oh well, I'm over it
This is the first and last time
That I swear that I'm alright
There isn't a gardner to guide you
Back to my house that you used to know
But I bury this book down beneath you
(Getting over it)
If there's a map leading me back
To the beginning of this paperback
Where I started to tell you...
I was just trying to tell you that I wanted you
Oh well, I'm over it
The broken soils represents this damaged man
The book represents what could have been
And I am thankful and oh so grateful
That I'll never see you round here again
If there's a map leading me back
To the beginning of this paperback
Where I started to tell you...
I was just trying to tell you that I wanted you
Oh well, I'm over it
It's just not working out
I've heard this enough times
To not ask what caused it
The effects are on the ground
Like pictures laid out in a line
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