Rumor has it you don’t want to see me
‘Cause I cried so hard when you set me free
And you’re concerned about how it might be
‘Cause you hurt me so bad last century

You know you were big on the stage of my life
Like so many men, I was butter to your knife
And who knows better than you how important you are?
And a lot of men really want you, and you’re the star

And you’re afraid that I just can’t let go
How could that not be so? How could that not be so?

(Chorus) You gotta get over yourself
You gotta get over yourself
Haven’t you heard that pride can lead to your tragic fall?
You gotta get over yourself
You gotta get over yourself
You gotta get over yourself
I mean, after all…I did.

Once upon a time it all got to me
And it still could, but what good would it do me?
Its nice to know you feel bad about hurting me
But that all happened in the last century

And you’re afraid that I just can’t let go
How could that not be so? How could that not be so?

(Chorus)

You rid my heart of doubt
Then you just tore it out
But day by day by day
I’m okay.

It’s nice to know you feel bad about hurting me
But that all happened in the last century

And now you don’t approve of my new girlfriend
Does your nerve ever end? Does your nerve ever end?

(Chorus)