Over the Love (Made In Shoreditch Version) - Skunk Anansie

You pretend the spell has broken

Goods were spoilt from the start

No complaints, I release my claim on your heart

Now I can forget you 'cause I'm over the love

Karma can protect you 'cause I'm over the fun

I needed the shame, I needed the pain

I need to feel nothing for you

Now I can forget you 'cause I'm done

You can bite, the fist that feeds you

Lose your fight with some scars

You defend spilling blood and rain let it ride, right

You throw it all away