Macklemore - Over it

I guess I never tho^Bbmught I'd have to choose Between ^Ebmparadise and you ^Bbm

I still creep on your 'Gr^Fmam, oh S^Ebee you with ^Bbmyou and your man, oh And I scroll, and see the p^Fmictures you deleted Like the ^Ebmhistory ain't happened, ^Dblong as we cannot see it Ge^Bbmtting back is insanity, and we repeat it Mo^Ebmma said we need counseling But ^DbI can't reason with a ^Bbmterrorist

You ain't C^Ebinderella, ain't no pumpkin tu^Ebrning into fuckin' carriages Yo^Bbmu create a narrative, people ask me "W^Fmhere's she been?" Se^Bbmnd her packing, now she's living b^Dback out at her parents' crib Fi^Bbmght, break up, we fuck, we fight, break up, you know the ^Fmdeal Ve^Ebmnt to friends and tell them, "T^Dbhis the last time, I'm for real" You t^Bbmext me, then the next thing you know, I'm behind the wheel Pull up, fu^Ebck you in the backseat thinking this will h^Dbelp us heal T^Bbmhere's no use for you texting my phone G^Ebmot FOMO the minute I walked out the door^Db Ca^Bbmn't get in the gate because I changed the code Now you can t^Eboast to the love we don't make anymore

We got that b^Bbmad love, but it taste like med^Fmicine I never ha^Ebd love, so I learned to settle qu^Ebick I guess I never th^Bbmought I'd have to choo^Fmse Between pa^Ebradise and you ^Db And now I'm f^Bbmree (oh o^Fmh) I'm f^Ebree, yeah (oh o^Dbh) I'm ^Bbmfree, yeah (oh o^Fmh) Now I'm f^Ebree, yeah (oh, o^Dbh) (And now I'm fr^Bbmee)

^BbmBack on the "Why didn't you text me?" Back on the "Shit, I was busy" ^EbBack to us raising our vo^Ebices

^BbmBack to those horrible choices Back on you moving back home 'Ca^Ebuse I would rather live in Hell t^Dbhan get comfortable sleeping alone ^BbBack to that lying deception, back to the self-will B^Eback on that "Well, she don't do it, a^Dbnd I know that somebody else will" Y^Bbou cheated, I cheated, you cheated, I cheated, I mean it, please Father, forgive us The di^Ebrt that you've done and the secrets that we swept up under the rug that are gonna die with us And I^Bbm tried to cut the ties so many times

We are both s^Ebminners, if we both lie to ourselves Th^Dbmat is just selfish, that isn't commitment I t^Bbmry to hold it and I try to hold it and

I'm just searching where the clo^Ebmsure is Going in circles, not noticing

We got that b^Bbmad love, but it taste like medi^Fmcine I never h^Ebad love, so I learned to se^Dbttle quick I guess I never tho^Bbmught I'd have to choose^Fm Between pa^Ebradise and you^Db And now I'm fr^Bbmee (oh oh^Fm) I'm fr^Ebee, yeah (oh o^Dbh) I'm fr^Bbmee, yeah (oh oh^Fm) Now I'm fr^Ebee, yeah (oh o^Dbh) (And now I'm f^Bbmree)