This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
And the dashboard assembled descending height order
Half a decade of father's day, it's another thought for
Another passed on, puppy eyes, nasty reaction
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
I learnt remedial Spanish from a toddler
Passenger's seat of father's taxi
Cussing in unison, clutching the seats
My diseased handwriting filled with a sense of great disappointment
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
So fucking on, so fucking forth
We've got your back, whatever that's worth
If your hero told you to go huff a Sharpie, what would you do?
I do not know
Every girl I ever kissed, I was thinking of a pro footballer
Thought you should know
I've learned more from toilet walls than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions,
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures
I'm sweating off the cheap notes on my thighs
They were for your benefit, not mine
So fucking on, so fucking forth
We've got your back, whatever that's worth
If we get another shape that's called functionality, what would we do?
I do not know
If it wasn't for the current U.S. policy, what would we do?
Sometimes only you'll know
We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes
We're throwing punches and ducking blows
So la la la la la la la
Half a decade of father's day, it's another thought for
Another passed on, puppy eyes, nasty reaction
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
I learnt remedial Spanish from a toddler
Passenger's seat of father's taxi
Cussing in unison, clutching the seats
My diseased handwriting filled with a sense of great disappointment
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
So fucking on, so fucking forth
We've got your back, whatever that's worth
If your hero told you to go huff a Sharpie, what would you do?
I do not know
Every girl I ever kissed, I was thinking of a pro footballer
Thought you should know
I've learned more from toilet walls than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions,
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures
I'm sweating off the cheap notes on my thighs
They were for your benefit, not mine
So fucking on, so fucking forth
We've got your back, whatever that's worth
If we get another shape that's called functionality, what would we do?
I do not know
If it wasn't for the current U.S. policy, what would we do?
Sometimes only you'll know
We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes
We're throwing punches and ducking blows
So la la la la la la la
Lyrics submitted by chaoticdichotomy
We’ve Got Your Back (Documented Emotional Breakdown #2) Lyrics as written by Thomas Edward Bromley Gareth David Paisey
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On the dashboard assembled In descending height order, Half a decade of father's day gifts Her mother bought for her; Never passed on. Puffy eyes, nasty reaction; Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
I learned remedial Spanish From a toddler. Passenger seat of father's taxi Cussing in unison Clutching receipts and Deceased handwriting Filled with a sense of Great disappointment; Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
And so fucking on, and so fucking worth: we've got your back, whatever that's worth If your hero told you to go huff a sharpie, what would you do? (I do not know) Every girl I ever kissed I was thinking of a pro-footballer (THOUGHT. YOU. SHOULD. KNOW)
(Gareth) I've learnt more from toilet walls than I've learnt from these words of yours Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions, it's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures.
(Aleks) I'm swearing off the cheat sheets on my thighs They were for your benefit not mine
And so fucking on, and so fucking worth: we've got your back, whatever that's worth If we didn't know the shape was for functionality, what would we do? (I do not know) If it wasn't for the corrupt US pharmacy, what would we do? (THOUGHT. YOU. SHOULD. KNOW)
Sometimes only you'll know. We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes. We're throwing punches and ducking blows.