Maybe I Was Boring
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โฑ๏ธ 13:07 duration
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๐ Lyrics
He never had cool stories
He doesn't make your heart beat
Used to love his mystery
But now he's just exhausting
Another day spent just laying in his room
The stench of incense
And some undelivered food
And she thought
"What if he thinks I'm the one?
And I'll be forced to rot away
With him and his obsessions, with trivial things
Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"
And when you hold his hands
It doesn't feel like flying
And when you take his breath away
He might as well be dying
And you're dying to breathe
You're trapped in his cage
And it's shrinking
And she thought
"What if he just never leaves?
Or if he doesn't get the message?
And he doesn't hear my please?"
So she just started screaming
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
We all move on
Some faster than others
We all know
We all sacrifice
In a bath late in the evening, building up sorrow
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So, thank you
Oh, thank you
We both remember that day in the summer
When you were sat on me
And we cried, oh, how we cried
In that moment, we've never been so happy
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So, thank you
Oh, thank you
All I can say is "thank you"
But I can't say that I
Won't miss you
(Yeah, I'm recording)
One, two, three, four
Bouncer greets us at the door
He can tell we've been here before, so he lets us pass
And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
And find that spot in the corner, just over there
It's only 6:30, but we're starting to drink
I'm ordering the usual
I think I need a change of pace
London's bursting at the seams
It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
Its country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?
'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
It's the lamp posts who guide our paths, because the moon can't get in
And the clouds hang heavy, blocking out his pursuit
And booze hangs limply on our rental suits
'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
Breaking bottles and starting fights
But the evening has other plans
Run as they pull up with two more vans
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
Its country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?
But I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
No, I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
Fine dining with cheap perfume
DLR closed due to workers' strikes
God knows how I'll get home tonight
I lost the passion that comes with living
Since I started university
I took a geography course to learn the datelines
And maybe use a sextant
But now I just press facsimiles
And you're exactly who you wanted to be, that's what you said
'Cause you wanna watch TV, and sleep all day, and lay in bed but
You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
And maybe use a sextant
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in, and let you drain
You'll never get rid of me, oh, I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
What was your thought when you realised
You'll never feel naive love again?
Was it pain or was it sickness?
Were you proud of who you'd been?
The shyness waiting for his phone calls
Replaced by apathy and dating apps
You held his hands, it felt like flying
Now he's just another man
You'd rather he was inside than beside you
But he's talking marriage and a future
He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
Less knife in a wound, he's a suture
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
But it's OK, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
It's OK
It's OK
Eat my rent and eat my food
And eat my dues and eat those kids
And maybe use a sextant
He doesn't make your heart beat
Used to love his mystery
But now he's just exhausting
Another day spent just laying in his room
The stench of incense
And some undelivered food
And she thought
"What if he thinks I'm the one?
And I'll be forced to rot away
With him and his obsessions, with trivial things
Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"
And when you hold his hands
It doesn't feel like flying
And when you take his breath away
He might as well be dying
And you're dying to breathe
You're trapped in his cage
And it's shrinking
And she thought
"What if he just never leaves?
Or if he doesn't get the message?
And he doesn't hear my please?"
So she just started screaming
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
We all move on
Some faster than others
We all know
We all sacrifice
In a bath late in the evening, building up sorrow
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So, thank you
Oh, thank you
We both remember that day in the summer
When you were sat on me
And we cried, oh, how we cried
In that moment, we've never been so happy
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So, thank you
Oh, thank you
All I can say is "thank you"
But I can't say that I
Won't miss you
(Yeah, I'm recording)
One, two, three, four
Bouncer greets us at the door
He can tell we've been here before, so he lets us pass
And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
And find that spot in the corner, just over there
It's only 6:30, but we're starting to drink
I'm ordering the usual
I think I need a change of pace
London's bursting at the seams
It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
Its country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?
'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
It's the lamp posts who guide our paths, because the moon can't get in
And the clouds hang heavy, blocking out his pursuit
And booze hangs limply on our rental suits
'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
Breaking bottles and starting fights
But the evening has other plans
Run as they pull up with two more vans
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
Its country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?
But I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
No, I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
Fine dining with cheap perfume
DLR closed due to workers' strikes
God knows how I'll get home tonight
I lost the passion that comes with living
Since I started university
I took a geography course to learn the datelines
And maybe use a sextant
But now I just press facsimiles
And you're exactly who you wanted to be, that's what you said
'Cause you wanna watch TV, and sleep all day, and lay in bed but
You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
And maybe use a sextant
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in, and let you drain
You'll never get rid of me, oh, I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
What was your thought when you realised
You'll never feel naive love again?
Was it pain or was it sickness?
Were you proud of who you'd been?
The shyness waiting for his phone calls
Replaced by apathy and dating apps
You held his hands, it felt like flying
Now he's just another man
You'd rather he was inside than beside you
But he's talking marriage and a future
He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
Less knife in a wound, he's a suture
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
But it's OK, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
It's OK
It's OK
Eat my rent and eat my food
And eat my dues and eat those kids
And maybe use a sextant
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.48] He never had cool stories
[00:21.67] He doesn't make your heart beat
[00:23.56] Used to love his mystery
[00:25.47] But now he's just exhausting
[00:27.66] Another day spent just laying in his room
[00:31.12] The stench of incense
[00:33.01] And some undelivered food
[00:35.32]
[00:43.35] And she thought
[00:46.14] "What if he thinks I'm the one?
[00:48.28] And I'll be forced to rot away
[00:50.25] With him and his obsessions, with trivial things
[00:55.69] Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"
[01:00.57]
[01:08.72] And when you hold his hands
[01:10.88] It doesn't feel like flying
[01:12.93] And when you take his breath away
[01:14.88] He might as well be dying
[01:17.05] And you're dying to breathe
[01:18.83] You're trapped in his cage
[01:22.17] And it's shrinking
[01:24.37] And she thought
[01:27.15] "What if he just never leaves?
[01:29.26] Or if he doesn't get the message?
[01:31.26] And he doesn't hear my please?"
[01:33.25] So she just started screaming
[01:36.66] "Why can't he just bore me to death?"
[01:41.42] (Why can't he just bore me to death?)
[01:45.69] "Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
[01:50.33] (Why can't he just bore me to death?)
[01:54.55] "Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
[01:59.44] (Why can't he just bore me to death?)
[02:03.58] "Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
[02:10.20]
[02:28.03] We all move on
[02:34.52] Some faster than others
[02:38.64] We all know
[02:40.37]
[02:47.70] We all sacrifice
[02:53.88] In a bath late in the evening, building up sorrow
[02:59.77]
[03:13.77] But I can't say that I
[03:17.22] Wasted my time
[03:20.43] 'Cause I'm built by you
[03:26.82] And I can't say that I
[03:30.11] Am glad it is over
[03:33.29] 'Cause that wouldn't be true
[03:37.71] So, thank you
[03:44.53] Oh, thank you
[03:46.59]
[04:00.27] We both remember that day in the summer
[04:06.45] When you were sat on me
[04:11.12] And we cried, oh, how we cried
[04:17.32] In that moment, we've never been so happy
[04:25.88] But I can't say that I
[04:29.59] Wasted my time
[04:32.30] 'Cause I'm built by you
[04:39.03] And I can't say that I
[04:42.36] Am glad it is over
[04:45.66] 'Cause that wouldn't be true
[04:49.99] So, thank you
[04:56.62] Oh, thank you
[05:02.38] All I can say is "thank you"
[05:05.61]
[05:25.88] But I can't say that I
[05:30.36] Won't miss you
[05:32.86]
[05:42.23] (Yeah, I'm recording)
[05:42.93] One, two, three, four
[05:45.14]
[06:05.74] Bouncer greets us at the door
[06:10.67] He can tell we've been here before, so he lets us pass
[06:15.95] And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
[06:20.49] And find that spot in the corner, just over there
[06:30.88] It's only 6:30, but we're starting to drink
[06:35.33] I'm ordering the usual
[06:38.36] I think I need a change of pace
[06:42.80] London's bursting at the seams
[06:45.17] It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be
[06:50.07]
[06:55.18] It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
[07:00.31] It's fine dining with cheap perfume
[07:04.97] Its country walks down the motorway
[07:09.80] How many drugs have you done today?
[07:13.67]
[07:24.95] 'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
[07:30.14] It's the lamp posts who guide our paths, because the moon can't get in
[07:35.15] And the clouds hang heavy, blocking out his pursuit
[07:40.07] And booze hangs limply on our rental suits
[07:45.07] 'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
[07:50.14] Breaking bottles and starting fights
[07:55.17] But the evening has other plans
[08:00.07] Run as they pull up with two more vans
[08:05.08] It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
[08:10.13] It's fine dining with cheap perfume
[08:14.73] Its country walks down the motorway
[08:19.48] How many drugs have you done today?
[08:22.70]
[08:25.16] But I won't fuss
[08:30.02] I'll let you pass
[08:34.98] No, I won't fuss
[08:40.02] I'll let you pass
[08:43.06] 'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
[08:50.30] Fine dining with cheap perfume
[08:55.77] DLR closed due to workers' strikes
[09:01.04] God knows how I'll get home tonight
[09:07.23]
[09:25.46] I lost the passion that comes with living
[09:31.66] Since I started university
[09:37.21] I took a geography course to learn the datelines
[09:41.29] And maybe use a sextant
[09:43.63] But now I just press facsimiles
[09:49.63] And you're exactly who you wanted to be, that's what you said
[09:55.67] 'Cause you wanna watch TV, and sleep all day, and lay in bed but
[10:01.72] You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
[10:06.93] And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
[10:11.44] And maybe use a sextant
[10:14.13] I don't miss you
[10:18.99] I miss the thought of what we were
[10:21.52]
[10:26.39] This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
[10:32.49] Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in, and let you drain
[10:39.36] You'll never get rid of me, oh, I'm like a fucking disease
[10:45.26] I'll make a home in your gut
[10:48.93] 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
[10:51.28]
[10:57.74] What was your thought when you realised
[11:00.34] You'll never feel naive love again?
[11:03.92] Was it pain or was it sickness?
[11:06.97] Were you proud of who you'd been?
[11:10.18] The shyness waiting for his phone calls
[11:12.90] Replaced by apathy and dating apps
[11:16.54] You held his hands, it felt like flying
[11:19.70] Now he's just another man
[11:22.17] You'd rather he was inside than beside you
[11:27.86] But he's talking marriage and a future
[11:33.87] He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
[11:39.87] Less knife in a wound, he's a suture
[11:46.23] I don't miss you
[11:51.20] I miss the thought of what we were
[11:53.83]
[11:58.83] This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
[12:05.00] But it's OK, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
[12:12.02] You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
[12:17.93] I'll make a home in your gut
[12:21.84] 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
[12:24.54] It's OK
[12:30.81] It's OK
[12:34.78]
[12:50.16] Eat my rent and eat my food
[12:53.28] And eat my dues and eat those kids
[13:00.46] And maybe use a sextant
[13:02.99]
[00:21.67] He doesn't make your heart beat
[00:23.56] Used to love his mystery
[00:25.47] But now he's just exhausting
[00:27.66] Another day spent just laying in his room
[00:31.12] The stench of incense
[00:33.01] And some undelivered food
[00:35.32]
[00:43.35] And she thought
[00:46.14] "What if he thinks I'm the one?
[00:48.28] And I'll be forced to rot away
[00:50.25] With him and his obsessions, with trivial things
[00:55.69] Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"
[01:00.57]
[01:08.72] And when you hold his hands
[01:10.88] It doesn't feel like flying
[01:12.93] And when you take his breath away
[01:14.88] He might as well be dying
[01:17.05] And you're dying to breathe
[01:18.83] You're trapped in his cage
[01:22.17] And it's shrinking
[01:24.37] And she thought
[01:27.15] "What if he just never leaves?
[01:29.26] Or if he doesn't get the message?
[01:31.26] And he doesn't hear my please?"
[01:33.25] So she just started screaming
[01:36.66] "Why can't he just bore me to death?"
[01:41.42] (Why can't he just bore me to death?)
[01:45.69] "Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
[01:50.33] (Why can't he just bore me to death?)
[01:54.55] "Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
[01:59.44] (Why can't he just bore me to death?)
[02:03.58] "Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
[02:10.20]
[02:28.03] We all move on
[02:34.52] Some faster than others
[02:38.64] We all know
[02:40.37]
[02:47.70] We all sacrifice
[02:53.88] In a bath late in the evening, building up sorrow
[02:59.77]
[03:13.77] But I can't say that I
[03:17.22] Wasted my time
[03:20.43] 'Cause I'm built by you
[03:26.82] And I can't say that I
[03:30.11] Am glad it is over
[03:33.29] 'Cause that wouldn't be true
[03:37.71] So, thank you
[03:44.53] Oh, thank you
[03:46.59]
[04:00.27] We both remember that day in the summer
[04:06.45] When you were sat on me
[04:11.12] And we cried, oh, how we cried
[04:17.32] In that moment, we've never been so happy
[04:25.88] But I can't say that I
[04:29.59] Wasted my time
[04:32.30] 'Cause I'm built by you
[04:39.03] And I can't say that I
[04:42.36] Am glad it is over
[04:45.66] 'Cause that wouldn't be true
[04:49.99] So, thank you
[04:56.62] Oh, thank you
[05:02.38] All I can say is "thank you"
[05:05.61]
[05:25.88] But I can't say that I
[05:30.36] Won't miss you
[05:32.86]
[05:42.23] (Yeah, I'm recording)
[05:42.93] One, two, three, four
[05:45.14]
[06:05.74] Bouncer greets us at the door
[06:10.67] He can tell we've been here before, so he lets us pass
[06:15.95] And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
[06:20.49] And find that spot in the corner, just over there
[06:30.88] It's only 6:30, but we're starting to drink
[06:35.33] I'm ordering the usual
[06:38.36] I think I need a change of pace
[06:42.80] London's bursting at the seams
[06:45.17] It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be
[06:50.07]
[06:55.18] It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
[07:00.31] It's fine dining with cheap perfume
[07:04.97] Its country walks down the motorway
[07:09.80] How many drugs have you done today?
[07:13.67]
[07:24.95] 'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
[07:30.14] It's the lamp posts who guide our paths, because the moon can't get in
[07:35.15] And the clouds hang heavy, blocking out his pursuit
[07:40.07] And booze hangs limply on our rental suits
[07:45.07] 'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
[07:50.14] Breaking bottles and starting fights
[07:55.17] But the evening has other plans
[08:00.07] Run as they pull up with two more vans
[08:05.08] It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
[08:10.13] It's fine dining with cheap perfume
[08:14.73] Its country walks down the motorway
[08:19.48] How many drugs have you done today?
[08:22.70]
[08:25.16] But I won't fuss
[08:30.02] I'll let you pass
[08:34.98] No, I won't fuss
[08:40.02] I'll let you pass
[08:43.06] 'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
[08:50.30] Fine dining with cheap perfume
[08:55.77] DLR closed due to workers' strikes
[09:01.04] God knows how I'll get home tonight
[09:07.23]
[09:25.46] I lost the passion that comes with living
[09:31.66] Since I started university
[09:37.21] I took a geography course to learn the datelines
[09:41.29] And maybe use a sextant
[09:43.63] But now I just press facsimiles
[09:49.63] And you're exactly who you wanted to be, that's what you said
[09:55.67] 'Cause you wanna watch TV, and sleep all day, and lay in bed but
[10:01.72] You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
[10:06.93] And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
[10:11.44] And maybe use a sextant
[10:14.13] I don't miss you
[10:18.99] I miss the thought of what we were
[10:21.52]
[10:26.39] This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
[10:32.49] Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in, and let you drain
[10:39.36] You'll never get rid of me, oh, I'm like a fucking disease
[10:45.26] I'll make a home in your gut
[10:48.93] 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
[10:51.28]
[10:57.74] What was your thought when you realised
[11:00.34] You'll never feel naive love again?
[11:03.92] Was it pain or was it sickness?
[11:06.97] Were you proud of who you'd been?
[11:10.18] The shyness waiting for his phone calls
[11:12.90] Replaced by apathy and dating apps
[11:16.54] You held his hands, it felt like flying
[11:19.70] Now he's just another man
[11:22.17] You'd rather he was inside than beside you
[11:27.86] But he's talking marriage and a future
[11:33.87] He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
[11:39.87] Less knife in a wound, he's a suture
[11:46.23] I don't miss you
[11:51.20] I miss the thought of what we were
[11:53.83]
[11:58.83] This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
[12:05.00] But it's OK, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
[12:12.02] You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
[12:17.93] I'll make a home in your gut
[12:21.84] 'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
[12:24.54] It's OK
[12:30.81] It's OK
[12:34.78]
[12:50.16] Eat my rent and eat my food
[12:53.28] And eat my dues and eat those kids
[13:00.46] And maybe use a sextant
[13:02.99]