The first thing I do after I fall in love is I get over it.
Now there aint no come here baby or come on cry on my shoulder shit.
The feeling came and went I don't think no one could have told me this.
I can see what's hard to see and I see we have different focuses.
I just want to know how this can be and no one notices.
It's like common sense past and I'm just chilling with the ghost of it.
The United States of kahoots and a countless number of who it goes against.