It Was Over

I was drunk, I was low
How was I supposed to know
It was over, it was over
I was loose kinda blue
Shocked that everyone else knew
It was over, it was over
She was big around the hips
Licking pickle from her lips
But she looked good with extra weight around her sides
It seemed just the same as yesterday inside
It was over, it was over
She left a blood red sweater in my drawer
She left her key ring on the keys to my door
I never took a photograph of her walking boobs
Lying on the floor
She was blunt, she was kind
She just said, what’s on her mind
It was over, it was over
I used to watch her every night, picking fluff from her heights
It was over, it was over