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Friday, October 05, 2007 10:21 PM

DAUGHTRY LYRICS
"Over You"

Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.

'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.


Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.

'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,

I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.

Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

[ http://www.azlyrics.com/ ]

is there any wonder why this song is the anthem.

i used to love you all so much, us as a whole. amazingly, somehow things manage to change so drastically within 2 years.

the scars on our backs need stitches. i am really grateful to those who were there throughout and stitching up our backs. i am trying to tell myself that it doesnt matter whether they know whats wrong or not but i cant help but want to scream at the unjust of it all.

i am as optimistic as it comes now. and the one thing i am grateful for is that throughout the storm, there were people holding hands and trudging through the waters with me.

as they all say, experience builds character.

though ive said that it is a fallacy, there is still a part that wishes so badly for things to be happy and innocent again and for there to be no whispered lies.

with a little less than 21 days left, i suppose thats near impossible huh.

**

liqin and i were discussing about the stress of it all. we are 14 and the stress we face everyday makes us carry kilos on our shoulders. if its like that already, i wonder how it will be when we grow up.

we were also talking about how it would be nice, to wake up in a hospital bed and realise that you have lost your memory. how cleansing, how innocent.

choichoi, but still.

sigh.

**
being strong and cheering up is not easy.

it involves a lot of masks and carefully concealed and repressed feelings.

forgetting is harder.

i forget small stuff like bringing a consent form, but these sort of shit seem to be imprinted in my head and i see it wherever i go.

**
sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.

my ass.

cruel words are the worst weapon in the world. to me, they hurt more than physical wounds. physical wounds heal and fade but emotional scars are thin and raw, sometimes never fading.

pull my chair out from under me any day.
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