Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothing Was the Same, artist - Hotel Books. Album song Run Wild, Young Beauty, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 06.04.2015
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
Nothing Was the Same |
I chose to believe every word I was fed |
And I thought the coals on my back were a product |
Of the lack you left when you stepped back |
And racked your brain for a reason to stay, |
But you could not seem to formulate any such thought in your head. |
So you left with nothing more than a reason you kept silent |
And my mind would riot stuck in self-perpetuated mental violence |
And dreams kept private. |
The ambition to fix this wish list of selfish misfit realist missions |
Contained within a vision of wishful thinking |
And sinking deep into a new bit of |
Misproportioned emotions leaking through a seeping truth |
Constructed by my need to feel important |
When you would look back and think |
Of all the little things that you regret. |
I just wanted you to think of me when you think back |
To all those little things that you regret. |
I spent so much time convincing myself that the rest of this mess |
That I stressed within this relationship was a product of the world’s |
oppressions, |
Not my deep desire to be needed. |
And it’s hard to admit but I guess I’ve come to terms with the fact |
That I just want to be needed, |
And I convinced myself that I needed to be needed. |
And if that was true, I would still be smiling |
Like you still today but for different reasons. |
I chose to dismiss the possible instance |
That the lips I love to kiss could form the words goodbye |
And it was a simple lie but I told it to you |
And like the captain of a sinking ship choosing to believe |
The bottom of the ocean was a better source of oxygen. |
It’s so nice and I still chose to believe I misinterpreted your dialect |
And everything you said about it. |
Your diction, your diatribe, posture, body language and connotations, |
All pointed in the same direction |
The selection of contingent messages postponed until further notice |
Because I was ashamed to admit the problem |
And pretend your happiness came from me |
And that your happiness was important. |
But we aborted the sorted truths we once distorted |
When I saw the shape of your dress when you wore it. |
And that was enough until it wasn’t |
And that’s when you finally felt supported. |
So the others courted you and you mentally recorded |
And endorsed the force perform of compliments you received came in |
And you felt empowered enough to take your final bow |
And find love within the arms of another instead of this heart of mine. |
And that’s fine because I would do the same, |
And I would leave me. |
Not because I’m useless |
And not because I’m broken. |
Not because I’m sad and not because I’m worthless. |
But because I saw value in your smile but not in your values, |
And I’m sorry, and I love you. |
And that’s why I can finally sleep at night, |
Because you are free and you can thrive, |
And I’m just happy I got to be a part of your life. |
I’m just happy I got to be a part of the journey |
That you call your life. |
And I finally feel fine because I spent so long trying |
To change you, not realizing I was the one who needed to change. |
I was selfish to assume you loved me more than you love yourself |
Even though I never felt the same. |
And there’s so many things |
That my selfishness tried to take away but you were the one |
That was the hardest to watch walk away. |
But thank you for letting me be a part of everything |
You were building and creating and finding truth and life |
And you were relating so much beauty, and I love you, and I’m sorry. |
Thank you for letting me be a part of your journey. |
Thank you for letting me be me. |
And thank you for setting me free |
And showing me love in its full capacity. |
Thank you for letting me be a part of your journey. |
Thank you for letting me be |
me. |
Thank you for setting me free and showing me love in its full capacity. |