Teksty piosenek The All-american Rejects

The All-american Rejects

Walk Over Me

(Hmm, so tell me about your mother)

Doctor, doctor

Could you please just give me somethin' for the state I'm in

I'm having trouble and society believe I got it wrong again

I'm one month sober I don't think I'm getting over my predicament

But if I jumped out of the window what would she say

It's not on me, it's all on you

We can't deny the things we do

I can't believe her pretty feet walked over me

All over me

Help me, help me doc

It seems to be an awful lot for me to understand

I know I'm not a specimen,

The troubles and the mess I'm in

I should be dead

He said, let's all start think

That you've had all your fun

It's time to be a man

So you better quit your bitchin

Think about what the people would say

It's not on me, it's all on you

I can't prescribe what you want me to

You need some sleep, you better leave

You walked over me

All over me

Wait until tomorrow, and it's gone

So long

Wait until tomorrow, so long

It's gone

Wait until tomorrow

You beg and steal and borrow till it's gone

(He don't got a lot but he's got all he needs)

I need someone to love

(And all he's got well it's all that he needs)

Somebody help me cause I could hear the voices in the tube

To get me through anything I do and anything will do good by me

A little pill, a little thrill, should I take it I think I will

And anything will do good so as long as it's always too good

Either way I don't give a damn what you people all say

All now boy

Oh, oh, oh, oh

It's not on me, it's all on you

I can't deny the things I do

I can't believe her pretty feet walked over me

All over me

It's not on me, it's all on you

There comes a time to speak the truth

So you can see me when I leave

Walk over you

All over you