More Than I Care to Admit Songtext
von Anyone's Ghost
More Than I Care to Admit Songtext
Thirteen hours on a long haul
You know I′m superstitious to a fault
It could never have gone well
Though that's not something I would tell you
You′re staying up all night
Mourning someone else's broken heart
She wouldn't want it
But you can′t close your eyes without reliving it
And I thought about protecting you
But what could I do through a phone line, tin can kite string?
I think about it
More than I care to admit
And when I think about religious fervour
Headstones and repentance
I think about you in the morning, lit
As if from within
More than I care to admit
You sent her flowers
To feel some sense of trying, for lack of better option
I′m sorry
But I still hope that she got them
I ask if you can see the ocean from where you're standing
Cast iron, blue black, coastal watching
You say that you can′t
So I change the scene that I'm picturing in my head
When I think about devotion
It′s mainly just touching the back of your hand
Telling you that it's alright to fall back to sleep again
I never met your family
And I feel like I should have
And I thought about protecting you
But what can I do through a phone screen, tin can, kite string
I think about it
More than I care to admit
And when I think about religious fervour
Headstones and repentance
I think about you in the morning, lit
As if from within
More than I care to admit
You know I′m superstitious to a fault
It could never have gone well
Though that's not something I would tell you
You′re staying up all night
Mourning someone else's broken heart
She wouldn't want it
But you can′t close your eyes without reliving it
And I thought about protecting you
But what could I do through a phone line, tin can kite string?
I think about it
More than I care to admit
And when I think about religious fervour
Headstones and repentance
I think about you in the morning, lit
As if from within
More than I care to admit
You sent her flowers
To feel some sense of trying, for lack of better option
I′m sorry
But I still hope that she got them
I ask if you can see the ocean from where you're standing
Cast iron, blue black, coastal watching
You say that you can′t
So I change the scene that I'm picturing in my head
When I think about devotion
It′s mainly just touching the back of your hand
Telling you that it's alright to fall back to sleep again
I never met your family
And I feel like I should have
And I thought about protecting you
But what can I do through a phone screen, tin can, kite string
I think about it
More than I care to admit
And when I think about religious fervour
Headstones and repentance
I think about you in the morning, lit
As if from within
More than I care to admit
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