I Count the Times - Brett Anderson

Let the game begin

I think I know where you’ve been

Wrapped in aching eye

Cause that gray flashed in your eyes

When you tremble like a rose

Still dressed in summer clothes, still suffering

This pattern is in your eyes

The flowers faint when you’re near

You don’t understand me

I don’t pretend to be that clear

Till I tremble like the rose

How do I follow where you go, still suffering?

I count the times

I’ve read the signs

I follow you

Ten steps behind

I dropped the line

I count the times

You burnt me

I count the times

I made some plans

I used to think of someone’s hands

I dropped the line

I count the times

You burnt me

Do I tremble like the rose?

How do I follow where you go, still suffering?

I’m the finger of someone’s hands

I can’t count the times you came to nothing

I count the times

I’ve read the signs

I follow you

Ten steps behind

I draw the line

I count the times

You burnt me

And all the words I’ve never said

And all the things I’ve never did

I draw the line

I count the times

You burnt me

You burnt me