Parliaments

We had a good thing
Like Courtney and Cobain in '92
Slept 'til whenever
Just doing whatever we wanted to
But make-outs at midnight
Just turned into dumb fights and arguments
Which turned into farewell
I swear I can still smell her parliaments
If you're really gone gone gone
Don't send me pictures when you're lonely
If you're moving on on on
Don't have have to drag it out slowly
Cuz it really throws me
I'm not over you
No I'm not over you
You dance in my head
At the foot of my bed like you used to
You were gone in an instant
Think I need more distance to follow through
So if you're really gone gone gone
Don't send me pictures when you're lonely
If you're moving on on on
You don't have have to drag this out slowly
Cuz it really throws me
I'm not over you
No I'm not over you
I'm not over
I'm not over
Can't get over
Can't get over
If you're moving on
Why do you love to talk about me
If I'm moving on
Why do I still feel fucking lousy
Uh I'm not over you