Then Go — текст песни (Damien Rice)

Among the afflictions,
With which I`ve been marked,
None so pretentious, no,
And none quite so dark.
I get the feeling you`re bored with me,
Not through habit or frequency,
Did you mother have you easily?
And if there`s some place else that you would rather be;
Then go,
Then go,
Then go,
Then go.

Among the intentions,
Which have been sought,
Labelled and numbered,
But none of them bought.
I get the feeling you`re testing me,
You`re saturated in urgency,
And you stick your probe in further,
But you`re still not pleased,
And if there`s someplace else that you would rather be;
Then go,
Then go,
Then go,
Then go.

Then go,
Then go.

Then go, go

I would have lied for you,
I would have cried for you,
I crossed the line for you,
I would have died for you.