Then Go – Damien Rice – letras

Among the afflictionsWith which I’ve been markedNone so pretentious, noAnd none quite so darkI get the feeling you’re bored with meNot through habit or frequencyDid your mother have you easily?And if there’s some place else that you would rather beThen goThen goThen goThen goAmong the intentionsWhich have been soughtNumbered and labelledBut none of them boughtI get the feeling you’re testing meYou’re saturated in urgencyAnd you stick your probe in furtherBut you’re still not pleasedAnd if there’s someplace else that you would rather beThen goThen goThen goThen goThen goThen goThen go, goI would have lied for youI would have cried for youI crossed the line for youI would have died for you