Texty: Starting Line. With Hopes Of Starting Over.... Three Is A Charm.

Harder every time and it starts to show
On my face and on my wall
Where all her pictures fall
Getting over a three leaf clover, that I thought was four

It's just the same as before
Forget me, girl, I'm still recovering from her, it hurts so
I'm sorry, girl, I'm in no shape to love
It's not you, it's her

An absent-minded find was thought to be a lucky break
But what's at stake is only dignity
Alone I'll stand as they all dance
I've tangoed one too many times, the floor is just not for me

Forget me, girl, I'm still recovering from her
It hurts so
I'm sorry, girl, I'm in no shape to love
It's not you its her

So take it slow, even stop, every now and again when I say when
Here we go on our way to sudden change
Turn the tables to point the other way
And I'm dismayed and if I stop breathing keep your arms around me

Forget me, girl, I'm still recovering from her
It hurts so
I'm sorry, girl, I'm in no shape to love
It's not you

Forget me, girl, I'm still recovering from her
It hurts so
I'm sorry, girl, I'm in no shape to love
It's not you