A confession about pretending not to know when you actually do.
A confession about pretending not to know when you actually do.
The lyric doesn't bother with grand romantic gestures or poetic justification.
It's just the raw arithmetic of a situation that's already broken, narrated by someone who can see all the pieces on the floor and knows they're the one who dropped them.
A confession about pretending not to know when you actually do.
It's not a crime if I don't know what you're feeling.
The lyric doesn't bother with grand romantic gestures or poetic justification. It's just the raw arithmetic of a situation that's already broken, narrated by someone who can see all the pieces on the floor and knows they're the one who dropped them.
The pressure point is 'It's not a crime if I don't know what you're feeling.' That's the flimsy logic someone uses to buy time, to keep the peace and their own options open for one more day. It's less about deception and more about the quiet panic of having to choose, of knowing that either answer means losing something.
That's the line where the speaker tries to build a little legal shelter for themselves, a technicality to hide behind while the emotional weather gets worse.
The way the repeated 'I'm sorry' shifts from a plea to a flat statement of fact by the end.
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If you both love me, that's bad
Then I've really done a bad thing
I'm really sorry.
Why do two different people love the same me?
What's happening?
If they really love me, why would they put me in this situation?
How about if I pretend I don't know either of yoru feelings
It's not a crime if I don't know what you're feeling.
*Repeat
Okay, I'm sorry. I knew already
I just wanted to pretend everything was okay
I was being selfish and wanted to be happy
I knew you'd be hurt but I avoided you
But that resulted in both of you
Telling me you loved me
It's all over. I've wronged both of you.
*Repeat
To tell you I love you is a really good blessing
Until you both told me
Now what do I do?
My selfish heart resulted in me hurting.
*Repeat
A confession about pretending not to know when you actually do. The lyric doesn't bother with grand romantic gestures or poetic justification. It's just the raw arithmetic of a situation that's already broken, narrated by someone who can see all the pieces on the floor and knows they're the one who dropped them.
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