Testo More To Me

Testo More To Me

A thousand hours that I can't get back
The kinda power that I can't believe you had
Consuming me completely
To think that you'd complete me
But now I'm back to reading poetry
I'm going places I don't care that you might be
Yeah, I guess that this is freedom
No need to see you bleeding

Lately nobody's worried 'bout me
They say how good I'm sounding
It still gets my heart pounding
Thinking of the time I wasted

Baby, these days I'm perfectly fine
I don't crave you whenever I'm high
And I know that I don't have it all figured out
But I do more than hate you now
Yeah, thеse nights can tell 'em apart
No morе clenched fists punching the dark
I guess even with you gone I kept you around
But there's more to me than hating you now
It's only recently I recognize
I drank the poison just to wait for you to die
A twisted kinda pleasure
Wouldn't let myself get better

Everyone worried 'bout me
Saying how sick I sounded
It still gets my heart pounding
Thinking of the time I wasted

These days I'm perfectly fine
I don't crave you whenever I'm high
And I know that I don't have it all figured out
But I do more than hate you now
Yeah, these nights can tell 'em apart
No more clenched fists punching the dark
I guess even with you gone I kept you around
But there's more to me than hating you now

Woah, oh-oh-oh
Woah, oh-oh-oh
Woah, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Woah, oh-oh-oh
Woah, oh-oh-oh
Woah, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

I close my eyes now and I don't think about you
And with the lights out I won't be reaching for you
No, I don't cry now
When I think of all the time I wasted

Baby, these days I'm perfectly fine
I don't crave you whenever I'm high
And I know that I don't have it all figured out
But I do more than hate you now
Yeah, these nights can tell 'em apart (Woah, oh-oh-oh)
No more clenched fists punching the dark (Woah, oh-oh-oh)
I guess even with you gone I kept you around (Woah, oh-oh-oh)
But there's more to me than hating you now
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