Over it

I'm over your lies and your games. I'm over you asking me when you know I'm not okay. You call me at night and I pick up the phone and though you be telling me I know you're not alone. Your eyes, I'm over it. Your smile, I'm over it. Realised I'm over for wanting you to be wanting me. How I feel, read my lips because I'm so over. I'm sorry. Moving on and it's my time. You never were friend of mine. Hurt at first, a little bit but now I'm so over it. Don't call, don't come by, ain't no use, don't ask me why. You'll never change and there'll be no more crying in the rain.