I don't wanna get over you

I don't want to get over you.
I guess I could take a sleeping pill
and sleep at will and not have to
go through what I go through.

I guess I should take Prozac, right,
and just smile all night at somebody new,
somebody not too bright but sweet and kind
who would try to get you off my mind.

I could leave this agony behind
which is just what I'd do if I wanted to,
but I don't want to get over you.

Cause I don't want to get over love.

I could listen to my therapist,
pretend you don't exist and not have to dream
of what I dream

Of I could listen to all my friends
and go out again and pretend it's enough,

or I could make a career of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus,
smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth like I was 17
that would be a scream

But I don't want to get over you.