Texty: Jenny Owen Youngs. If I Didn't Know.

If i didn't know i couldn't want you
if i didn't know i couldn't want you more

Monday morning, back to work just like you said
if i keep moving then i won't be kind of dead
grease the hinges but they still refuse to budge
the ceiling changes if i wait for long enough

something's lost when i translate you
thought i had it but it slips through
decoding you has proved the hardest thing
i know you love me if it starts to sting

If i didn't know i couldn't want you
if i didn't know i couldn't want you more

Friday evening and the drinks we pass around
you said "jenny, you look better on the ground"
my name spells emergency, quick darling make me hurt
i'm begging you on scabby knees and swallowing your dirt

something's lost when i translate you
thought i had it but it slips through
decoding you has proved the hardest thing
i know you love me if it starts to sting

If i didn't know i couldn't want you
if i didn't know i couldn't want you more