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I Admore to Talk to You Video (MV)




Performed By: The Idiouts
Length: 3:00
Written by: Matthew Valtierra




The Idiouts - I Admore to Talk to You Lyrics




Maybe I'm new to this type of game
Perhaps I thought we could stay the same
Suddenly with the change of a name
The kerosene left our quixotic flame
I chose you and you alone
Not all the people on your phone
And I'm aware of this forlorn moan
But I wish your time was something I owned

Well I've been loved before
To where it's been worn and torn
And you'll just shrug of how you're bored
But I'll never be sore because

I adore to talk to you
I wanna implore your state of mind
Give me more lore, I need to know your point of view
I gotta consort, just give me more time

I know I'm old fashioned but it needs to be said
You forget what to concentrate on and instead
Feel obligated to keep everyone's attention fed
But please won't you take a breath and rest your head
Disconnect and let the moment reign
I gotta observe and pick your brain
Your words soothe me to where I don't complain
And your prose keeps me from going insane

Well I've been loved before
To where it's been worn and torn
And you'll just shrug of how you're bored
But I'll never be sore because

I adore to talk to you
I wanna implore your state of mind
Give me more lore, I need to know your point of view
I gotta consort, just give me more time

If you're not here, I don't know if we'll last
And don't you write me off just because of my past
Look I know I'm immature for my age
But don't you think of yourself as a sage
And I don't wanna be my mom the figure skater
And I don't want another Richard to hate her
While he drinks in anger with the TV on all night
So let's make another life to save our love alright
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Maybe I'm new to this type of game
Perhaps I thought we could stay the same
Suddenly with the change of a name
The kerosene left our quixotic flame
I chose you and you alone
Not all the people on your phone
And I'm aware of this forlorn moan
But I wish your time was something I owned

Well I've been loved before
To where it's been worn and torn
And you'll just shrug of how you're bored
But I'll never be sore because

I adore to talk to you
I wanna implore your state of mind
Give me more lore, I need to know your point of view
I gotta consort, just give me more time

I know I'm old fashioned but it needs to be said
You forget what to concentrate on and instead
Feel obligated to keep everyone's attention fed
But please won't you take a breath and rest your head
Disconnect and let the moment reign
I gotta observe and pick your brain
Your words soothe me to where I don't complain
And your prose keeps me from going insane

Well I've been loved before
To where it's been worn and torn
And you'll just shrug of how you're bored
But I'll never be sore because

I adore to talk to you
I wanna implore your state of mind
Give me more lore, I need to know your point of view
I gotta consort, just give me more time

If you're not here, I don't know if we'll last
And don't you write me off just because of my past
Look I know I'm immature for my age
But don't you think of yourself as a sage
And I don't wanna be my mom the figure skater
And I don't want another Richard to hate her
While he drinks in anger with the TV on all night
So let's make another life to save our love alright
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Writer: Matthew Valtierra
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