I wrote a note that I couldn't say out loud,
So I folded it up and packed up all my things,
To take a trip west,
Where I knew I wasn't missed,

I knew that all I said,
Couldn't make up for everything that I did
And if it matters one whole bit,
It's that I found out what I'm good for.

Just look at you,
With your cool ass shoes and your killer moves,
I guess that I am just too typical for you

You say you're over it,
I'll say "I'm over you"
You say you're taking your time,
But it's not what I'm used to
But I know that I love her and I hope it lasts forever.

You say you're over it,
I'll say "I'm over you,"
You say you're taking your time,
But all I do is push you away

Ohh La da da da da

I wrote a song and it's a letter to you,
About all the things I wish I could have done,
To get you to smile,
Every once in a while,

I knew that all I'll every say
Is taken, recorded, laughed at, and framed,
But dear, it drives me insane.

Just look at you,
With your cool ass shoes and your killer moves,
I guess that I am just too typical for you

You say you're over it,
I say "I'm over you"
You say you're taking your time,
But it's not what I'm used to
But I know that I love her and I hope it lasts forever.

You say you're over it,
I say "I'm over you,"
You say you're taking your time,
But all I do is push you away

Ohh La da da da da

I'm holding up my stereo,
In your backyard, by your window,
And all I do, is scream for you,
To not tell me to go back home,

If all I ever had,
Was all the vivid photographs,
I'd look at all of them,
And just laugh...

And say, "I'm over it,"
And say, "I'm over you,"
And say, "I'm taking my time, to change who I used to be"
But it's not what I'm used to.