End Like This
Echoes of Lost Love: Alice Fitzpatrick's 'End Like This'
Lyrics
I don't deserve the love I've had
I feel undeserving of the love I've experienced
Oh what I'd do to get it back
Expressing a desire to regain lost love
It's not the time to reminisce
Now is not the time to dwell on the past
So darling give me one last kiss
Pleading for one final kiss before parting
Your taste still lingers on my tongue
The memory of your taste remains
Can't get your smell out of my lungs
Struggling to forget the scent associated with you
Smoke in your mouth
Referencing an intimate moment with the mention of smoke
Blood on your lips
Symbolizing intensity and passion with blood on the lips
It wasn't meant to end like this
Expressing that the relationship's ending wasn't anticipated
And its too far gone to fix it
Realizing the irreparable nature of the situation
Our love is dead and gone and withered
Confirming the end of love, portraying it as lifeless and faded
I told myself that I could change
Acknowledging a failed attempt at personal transformation
But I'm scared I'll always
Fearing a persistent state of being unchanged
I'll always stay the same
Expressing concern about remaining the same despite efforts
I feel my tears turn into dust
Emphasizing emotional pain through tears turning to dust
Cold hearted people yearn for lust
Observing a tendency for heartless individuals to seek pleasure
Its a state of mind I know you hate
Describing a disliked mindset associated with love
But uneven vision keeps me sane
Finding stability in an uneven perspective
So I'll drown my sorrows with your taste
Seeking solace in memories and sensations tied to the past
Wasting time forgetting names
Wasting time in an attempt to forget past connections
I can feel it rising up my throat
Experiencing a rising emotional turmoil
The hypertension you evoke
Attributing heightened tension to the influence of the other person
And its too far gone to fix it
Reiterating the irreversible nature of the broken relationship
Our love is dead and gone and withered
Reaffirming the end of love as a lifeless and withered state
I told myself that I could change
Reflecting on the failed attempt at personal change
But I'm scared I'll always
Expressing fear of remaining unchanged despite efforts for improvement
I'll always stay the same
Highlighting the anxiety of persisting in an unaltered state
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