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Artiste : Cassadee Pope
Titre : 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, 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

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