It's tearing in the place where my heart once stood
and missing you baby ain't doing me good
It's gnawing and gnashing like teeth in my head
and there's times in the night I'd feel better off dead.
So I am over you tell me what good does it do
Cuz I'm drunk and drinking at Hattie's at a quarter to two
Cuz I'm over you.
He's serving you drinks he's dishing up smiles
When it's bar time baby those minutes mean miles
Well he's a watchdog girl don't you understand
That while he's barking up your tree the boy's got new plans.
So I am over you tell me what good does it do
Cuz I'm drunk and drinking at Hattie's at quarter to two
So I am over you tell me what good does it bring Cuz I'm over you, and you're over me
When we look at the truth, it's ugly we see.
When I read to you baby from the book that you wrote
I got a choked up feeling in the back of my throat
Was it a love sick virus or the knot in my noose
You say your backpack's heavy bitch set the bricks loose.
So I am over you tell me what good does it do
Cuz I'm drunk and drinking at Hattie's at a quarter to two
So I am over you tell me what good does it bring
I empty the bottles, I fill up the ashtrays and sing.
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