I thought I was over you I'd put out the flame Said tonight will be different I wouldn't play need to play your games I walk past your tower block Saw a flick in the blinds I said tonight will be different And that I wont come back But here I am Running up to the seventh floor Knocking the eleventh door Imma sick of trying Imma sick of trying Baby could I love you some more? Baby could I love you some more? Baby could I love you some more? Baby could I love you some more? Told myself I's a prisoner And I'd broken my chains That I could be anyone I'd run a thousand miles away And I imagined America Somewhere as far Someplace where the memories They couldn't cut my heart But here I am Running up to the seventh floor Knocking the eleventh door Imma sick of trying Imma sick of trying Baby could you love me some more? Baby could you love me some more? Baby could you love me some more? Baby could you love me some more?