Wanting More
Throwing rocks at second floors,
the laughter made our ribs so sore,
that we laid down in the grass
to wait for our breath to come back
I'm not saying who it is,
Would it matter if I did?
We lived under power lines,
And never thought about the
Time won't credit me the same,
like it did with you and I
This feels like a foreign play
with subtitles that I can't find
I get lost, just to feel found
we were broke so we were bound
to run, run recklessly through town
I liked you then, I love you now
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
A decade past, a lifetime down,
I flew back to our hometown,
where every address slipped my mind,
except the house with power lines
Now she's sick, that's why I'm here
the doctors talk but it's unclear
And every tube inside her chest,
is making me now second guess
If time credits me the same,
like it did when I was young
this feels like a foreign play
translate what's been going on
I feel broke, now I feel bound,
to say the least, I feel let down,
to say the most I'm finding out
I liked you then, I love you now.
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
Why am I always wanting more
Why am I always wanting more
Why am I always wanting more
Why am I always wanting
Time to credit me the same,
like it did when I was young
this feels like a foreign play
translate what's been going wrong
I get broke, now I feel bound,
To forever walk this town
head held high, I'm heading out
I liked you then, I love you now.
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
the laughter made our ribs so sore,
that we laid down in the grass
to wait for our breath to come back
I'm not saying who it is,
Would it matter if I did?
We lived under power lines,
And never thought about the
Time won't credit me the same,
like it did with you and I
This feels like a foreign play
with subtitles that I can't find
I get lost, just to feel found
we were broke so we were bound
to run, run recklessly through town
I liked you then, I love you now
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
A decade past, a lifetime down,
I flew back to our hometown,
where every address slipped my mind,
except the house with power lines
Now she's sick, that's why I'm here
the doctors talk but it's unclear
And every tube inside her chest,
is making me now second guess
If time credits me the same,
like it did when I was young
this feels like a foreign play
translate what's been going on
I feel broke, now I feel bound,
to say the least, I feel let down,
to say the most I'm finding out
I liked you then, I love you now.
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
Why am I always wanting more
Why am I always wanting more
Why am I always wanting more
Why am I always wanting
Time to credit me the same,
like it did when I was young
this feels like a foreign play
translate what's been going wrong
I get broke, now I feel bound,
To forever walk this town
head held high, I'm heading out
I liked you then, I love you now.
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
Take it, change it, make it like before
It's haunting, taunting, why am I always wanting more?
Credits
Writer(s): Lisa Ritchie
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