Текст песни Editors — Thousands Of Lovers

I bit off, more than I could chew,
But I tasted more than I had ever.

I don't wanna give up,
Or look back across my life,
I just can't believe this weather.

There's a man in my house,
He sucks a cigarette,
Says he takes payment from the government.

Am I happy with the life?
Am I where I wanna be?
Says he'll help with every discontent

You left me wanting more, left me wanting more,
You left me wanting more, left me wanting more.

I took on the life of someone new,
I have wings and better vision.

I have hundreds of friends,
Thousands of lovers,
I could not make a bad decision

Put my foot through the floor,
My hands through the walls,
It helps me feel connected.

Am I happy with the life?
Am I where I wanna be?
Everything could be perfected

You left me wanting more, left me wanting more,
You left me wanting more, left me wanting more.

Everything fails, but me.

I bit off, more than I could chew,
But I tasted more than I had ever.

I don't wanna get old,
Or look back across my life,
I just can't believe this weather.