Get Over It Lyrics - Good For The Soul - 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 ooh 

Oh oh ooh 

Oh oh ooh whoa whoa whoa whoa 

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 ooh 

Oh oh ooh 

Oh oh ooh whoa whoa whoa whoa 

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 

Whoa 

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 ooh 

Oh oh ooh 

Oh oh ooh whoa whoa whoa whoa