I don't need you to love me, I can't be broken twice just tell me I'm beautiful as we lay down, that will suffice don't look so guilty as though you've done me wrong I'm not your victim to be pitied, I'm not yours at all for long Oh with your hands you cheapened me And I'll never let another weaken me Ahh Ahhh But you kissed me too softly and then I felt used And you told me I was your call to arms your muse Don't act so bewitched as though you tried to stay true Did I taunt you with my voice, was it my hair that maddened you? Such excuses are heard only in songs From a time before you and I There is no great romance here, no Just a lust you tried to glorify Go back to her running, that's my advice You won't find me running after I can't be broken twice Leave and go back to her running, take my advice Your cold heart couldn't bother one, long since turned to ice Oooh oooh oooh oooh I'll never let you hurt me I'll never let you in A fool was I to indulge in some sordid dealings I won't let this bruise me the choice is my own Not to let another use me and learn to be alone Oh with your hands you cheapened me And I'll never let another weaken me Go back to her running, that's my advice You won't find me running after I can't be broken twice Leave and go back to her running, take my advice Your cold heart couldn't bother one, long since turned to ice
I'm not your victim to be pitied, I'm not yours at all. I've been repeating these words in my head so many times in the past week. Every time I imagined his face in the crowd, feeling as I was going to drown in panic. Every time I felt like his smell was still on me, my stomach twisting, my skin crawling. Every time a bit of that night got stuck in my head and my eyes again. Every time I cleaned my room, brushed my teeth compulsively, took yet another shower, as if to scrub away my skin and be untouched by him again. Every morning I'd wake up dazed, nauseous, sweating and shaking. Every night I'd stay awake, too scared to fall asleep and dream about it again. Feeling tainted, feverish, my throat hurting. Worrying about diseases, knowing that I'll have to wait weeks before getting tested and hopefully start breathing again. I'm not yours at all. I'd be whispering. I'm not yours at all. I never cried since it happened. It's weird because usually I cry really easily. I wanted to, but I couldn't. Pain would rise in my chest and then stay still. Tears would stop before falling and I would just feel empty and numb. It all seemed muffled, unreal. But tonight I finally listened to this song, and suddenly I was crying so badly. I sobbed uncontrollably for minutes. I felt so sorry for what happened. I felt so angry because he did all those things to me and I didn't tell him to stop. But I also felt relieved. I felt comforted. And for one small moment, I felt like myself again.
Anyone here after the show Conversations with Friends?
amazing
Yess, bawling my eyes out
yup
Yes! This song is incredible. Heard it there first. Wow. Stunned.
Ouiiiii
I don't need you to love me, I can't be broken twice
just tell me I'm beautiful as we lay down, that will suffice
don't look so guilty as though you've done me wrong
I'm not your victim to be pitied,
I'm not yours at all
for long
Oh with your hands you cheapened me
And I'll never let another weaken me
Ahh Ahhh
But you kissed me too softly and then I felt used
And you told me I was your call to arms your muse
Don't act so bewitched as though you tried to stay true
Did I taunt you with my voice, was it my hair that maddened you?
Such excuses are heard only in songs
From a time before you and I
There is no great romance here, no
Just a lust you tried to glorify
Go back to her running, that's my advice
You won't find me running after
I can't be broken twice
Leave and go back to her running, take my advice
Your cold heart couldn't bother one, long since turned to ice
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
I'll never let you hurt me I'll never let you in
A fool was I to indulge in some sordid dealings
I won't let this bruise me the choice is my own
Not to let another use me and learn to be alone
Oh with your hands you cheapened me
And I'll never let another weaken me
Go back to her running, that's my advice
You won't find me running after
I can't be broken twice
Leave and go back to her running, take my advice
Your cold heart couldn't bother one, long since turned to ice
How is this track not massive??? So lucky to have found it on spotify
That´s the most beautiful thing if ever heard.
One of the best songs Spotify has recommended me
❤❤❤❤. AMEN!!!! This song was so on time !!!! Thank you ABBA !!!!!❤❤❤❤
I found this song while listening to a playlist on Google Play Music, this song is truly beautiful.
I'm guilty of downloading this song and listening on repeat for months about 2 years ago..
I'm not your victim to be pitied, I'm not yours at all.
I've been repeating these words in my head so many times in the past week.
Every time I imagined his face in the crowd, feeling as I was going to drown in panic. Every time I felt like his smell was still on me, my stomach twisting, my skin crawling. Every time a bit of that night got stuck in my head and my eyes again. Every time I cleaned my room, brushed my teeth compulsively, took yet another shower, as if to scrub away my skin and be untouched by him again. Every morning I'd wake up dazed, nauseous, sweating and shaking. Every night I'd stay awake, too scared to fall asleep and dream about it again. Feeling tainted, feverish, my throat hurting. Worrying about diseases, knowing that I'll have to wait weeks before getting tested and hopefully start breathing again.
I'm not yours at all. I'd be whispering. I'm not yours at all.
I never cried since it happened. It's weird because usually I cry really easily. I wanted to, but I couldn't. Pain would rise in my chest and then stay still. Tears would stop before falling and I would just feel empty and numb. It all seemed muffled, unreal.
But tonight I finally listened to this song, and suddenly I was crying so badly. I sobbed uncontrollably for minutes. I felt so sorry for what happened. I felt so angry because he did all those things to me and I didn't tell him to stop.
But I also felt relieved. I felt comforted. And for one small moment, I felt like myself again.
💓
so beautiful!
8 years. Where does the time go?
Off any scale.
Thanks to 'Normal people' brought me here, such a beautiful song 😊
Is it a ripoff or an homage when Billie Eilish steals your intro?