You were always cute   But Goddamn you got hot   Hot enough to streak the streets white with   Sunspots when you walk   And I'm still obsessed with cowboys and Indians   And you biting your lip when you   Lose your breath      I'm not over you yet      I know I will not call   It's this decision I've made   So I'm up all night chanting, "Vow I can't break!"   I might bite my nails so I can't scratch my face   But I'd still cut my hair if you asked the right way   I'd at least comb it anyway      You're still on my towels   In my eyerolls and scowls   And I know what I did, and why   But that don't mean I can't regret it   When I'm watching my TV all night      Im not over you yet   Im not over you yet