more to me

Cassadee Pope

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, th?se nights can tell em apart
No mor? 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