Seven Months

Been seven months since we broke up

Calling on my phone but I don't

Give a damn on who you with

Give a break let me be

Overreact every little thing

I'm not trying to sound mean

A known fact we don't fit

You'll be just fine without it

Drank ten glasses of red wine

Shows up at my door, mmm

Sigh

You just keep giving me

Something to lose sleep

All these empty streets and lights are blinding me

I just feel like we are

Scene of a movie

Repeating all mistakes that I've already seen

I'm through, ooh

I'm through

I caught all those shades that baby you posted

And I pinky promise that I'll stop writting songs

You alredy had been broken

But baby, that's not my burden

I'm tired of this break up, make up thing

I'm not a little girl anymore you see

I want the real deal

Bet you don't know how this feels

Drank then glasses of red wine

Then you shows up at my door

Sigh

You just keep giving me

Something to lose sleep

All these empty streets and lights are blinding me

I just feel like we are

Scene of a movie

Repeating all mistakes that I've already seen

I'm through, ooh

I'm through, ooh