Lyrics
I told you I was lost
I communicated that I was lost.
I never knew the cost
I was unaware of the consequences.
Something that's lost, might never be found
Lost things may never be recovered.
I didn't see it coming, when you left without a sound
I didn't anticipate your departure, which happened silently.
Baby I'm wrong, who knew all along
I admit my fault; who knew it all along?
Why would you just leave me when I told you I was lost
Why did you leave when I confessed my feeling of being lost?
I told you I was lost, I never knew the cost
I reiterated that I was lost, not realizing the cost.
You always loved to point out all my little fucking flaws
You consistently pointed out my imperfections.
Woah, what's happening to me
Expressing confusion or distress about the current situation.
All the things I hate became the demons in my dreams
Things I dislike are haunting me in my dreams.
I think about you every time I sleep
Your memory lingers in my thoughts during sleep.
Ever since the day you left and took a part of me
Since you left, a part of me has been missing.
All the things I hate became the demons in my dreams
Reiteration that disliked things now torment dreams.
I told you I was lost, I never knew the cost
I emphasized being lost, ignorant of the associated cost.
Maybe I'll be gone
Possibly contemplating disappearance or departure.
I'll sing my final song
Suggesting a potential final act through song.
Something should have told me, in your heart I don't belong
A realization that I may not belong in your heart.
(I told you I was lost, I never knew the cost)
Repeating the acknowledgment of being lost without knowing the cost.
You always loved to point out all my little fucking flaws
Your tendency to highlight my flaws is emphasized again.
Woah, what's happening to me
Expressing ongoing confusion or distress about the self.
All the things I hate became the demons in my dreams
Disliked elements manifesting as demons in dreams persistently.
I think about you every time I sleep
Your memory continues to affect my sleep and thoughts.
Ever since the day you left and took a part of me
Since your departure, a part of me is still missing.
Woah, what's happening to me
Reiterating the ongoing confusion or distress about the self.
All the things I hate became the demons in my dreams
The disliked aspects persist as haunting demons in dreams.
I think about you every time I sleep (I told you I was lost)
Your memory remains intertwined with my sense of being lost.
Ever since the day you left and took a part of me (I never knew the cost)
Since you left, I am gradually understanding the cost of being lost.
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