If I'm in the kitchen with my brother, and my brother says something that I think
“Well that could go in a song,” I'll just write it down.
So a lot of my lyrics are kind of plagiarized from real conversations.
For me, a song is a good song if you can take away all
the production, strip it right down and play it, that's the kind of true measure of a good
song.
And I hope that I did that with this song.
Thinking back to how long it's been since we last had a conversation, or last spoke.
That moment when you realize like, “Oh, they're actually not gonna be in my life anymore.”
Everyone else seems fucking fucked.
It's the only thing you can hold onto is the idea that maybe at some point...and again
it's that open ended thing where like you think, “Oh it's finished now."
"But it won't be finished forever. Maybe later on we'll sort things out.”
When talking about bruises I wasn't necessarily saying bad things.
Like memories and that, kind of where it's like people say emotional baggage and stuff.
There’s not scars.
Bruises seems like an altogether more repairable thing.
That feeling of, “Oh fuck, I need to deal with my own shit now."
Maybe like four months removed from when you break up with someone.
And you kind of see them moving on, slightly maybe.
Doesn't have to be with another person, but you can see them kind of going about their
life and Instagram is a very bad thing to have when you're going through that situation as well.
’Cause when you break up with someone it's like you know why you broke up, and all this
bad stuff happened, and the bad was starting to eclipse the good.
And it was good to break it off before it was completely all bad.
The further away you get from that relationship it's like, “Oh it was amazing."
"It was the best relationship ever.”
Do you know what I mean?
A lot of people can make the mistake of going back to their ex, and then
there's all the bad shit that crops up and you're like
“Oh this is why we broke up. Yeah, yeah. Totally.”