Get Over It - Dionne Bromfield

You’re staring at your phone all day

Waiting for a text to come

From a boy that barely knows your name

But you think that he’s the one

You know that I’m a friend of yours

I wanna tell it like it is

But mate it’s so hard to explain it

You’re so much better than this

No, you can’t make somebody love you

If you can’t make the pieces fit

No, you can’t make somebody love you

So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh

Oh oh ooohhhhh

Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

You sit where you can see him

Two rows back in class each day

But he never seems to notice you

Or ever look your way

No, you can’t make somebody love you

If you can’t make the pieces fit

No, you can’t make somebody love you

So mate, just get over it

No, you can’t make somebody love you

If you can’t make the pieces fit

No, you can’t make somebody love you

So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh

Oh oh ooohhhhh

Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh

No, you can’t make somebody love you

If you can’t make the pieces fit

No, you can’t make somebody love you

So mate…

Woaaahh

No, you can’t make somebody love you

If you can’t make the pieces fit

No, you can’t make somebody love you

So mate, just get over it

Oh oh ooohh

Oh oh ooohhhhh

Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh