Lyrics Get Over It - Dionne Bromfield

Get Over It

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