It's Over
Lisa Loeb"It's Over" is a song by Lisa Loeb, released in 1995 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:31 long and contains 47 lines and 310 words.
Lyrics
0:01Sorry sir I stole your money
0:04Sorry sir I feel but its so so twisted
0:09So unreal
0:12It was what Id heard of
0:15And what I didnt have
0:17But I cannot give what I do not have
0:20And I cannot take what I do not have
0:23I can't take it
0:26Don't stultify
0:28Don't hold me high
0:34Don't stultify
0:36Don't hold me high
0:43Too many things held precious
0:45Too many things held dear;
0:47Thats what I hate
0:50Thats what I fear
0:51Too much to ask for
0:53May leave me feeling lonely
0:55But too little leaves me nothing nothing
1:04The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said
1:08Its over its over its over it is
1:12What do I wish for you what do I wish
1:16Its over its over it is
1:21Are we still solemn and bleeding
1:25Are we still swimming to water that was wet
1:30You can't give away certain things that you get
1:48From the outside
1:50To the inside I couldn't tell you how it really was
1:57There has to be more on one hand
2:01Keep your head above water on the other the other
2:10The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said
2:14Its over its over its over it is
2:18What do I wish for you what do I wish
2:22Its over its over it is
2:27Are we still solemn and bleeding
2:31Are we still swimming to water that was already wet
2:35I can forgive but I won't forget
2:47Ill wish for you Ill plead and Ill steal
2:50Hold me precious hold me dear
2:54Ill wish for you
2:56Ill sing and Ill feel
2:58Don't stultify don't hold me high
3:11Like a gothic staple a last good-bye
3:14One way to float is if you die
3:23And its over its over its over
3:28Its over its over its over
3:31Its over its over
Sorry sir I stole your money Sorry sir I feel but its so so twisted So unreal It was what Id heard of And what I didnt have But I cannot give what I do not have And I cannot take what I do not have I can't take it Don't stultify Don't hold me high Don't stultify Don't hold me high Too many things held precious Too many things held dear; Thats what I hate Thats what I fear Too much to ask for May leave me feeling lonely But too little leaves me nothing nothing The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said Its over its over its over it is What do I wish for you what do I wish Its over its over it is Are we still solemn and bleeding Are we still swimming to water that was wet You can't give away certain things that you get From the outside To the inside I couldn't tell you how it really was There has to be more on one hand Keep your head above water on the other the other The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said Its over its over its over it is What do I wish for you what do I wish Its over its over it is Are we still solemn and bleeding Are we still swimming to water that was already wet I can forgive but I won't forget Ill wish for you Ill plead and Ill steal Hold me precious hold me dear Ill wish for you Ill sing and Ill feel Don't stultify don't hold me high Like a gothic staple a last good-bye One way to float is if you die And its over its over its over Its over its over its over Its over its over
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