Radiator Hospital – Our Song



lyrics: Dreaming of the last time that you said you wanted to dance. No you don’t ask me anymore. Maybe you’re just tired when …

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  1. Lyrics:
    Dreaming of the last time that you said you wanted to dance
    No, you don't ask me anymore
    Maybe you're just tired when you get home from work
    Or maybe you'd rather be dancing with someone elses
    Every time he calls you I can hear a change in your breath
    Your voice is hushed and controlled
    Maybe you're just tired of straining your throat
    Or maybe there's something you don't want me to hear
    Oh, you won't get off that easy
    No, don't say you love me when you know you don't
    And if you're thinking that we're through
    I won't hold it against you, you know I won't
    Every other morning I wake up and find that you're gone
    The note says you went for a jog
    Maybe you're just tired of sleeping in
    Or maybe you'd rather be running away
    Every time you kiss me, I can hear the Gods call my name
    Yeah, I feel pretty for once
    But I can feel the weight of your heart
    And it's making me more tired every day
    Oh, you won't get off that easy
    No, don't say you love me when you know you don't
    And if you're thinking that we're through
    I won't hold it against you, you know I won't
    Sometimes I hear you crying alone in the shower
    But I don't make a sound
    I just hope that he loves you like I never could do
    And you like what you found
    So, when you call your mom back
    Tell her that I'm the one leaving
    You know she wouldn't understand
    She shouldn't have to
    I won't hold it against you
    No, oh, I won't hold it against you
    I won't hold it against you
    No, oh, I won't hold it against you

  2. I know you won’t see this, but, i think we are just too young, cause that was real. The realest feelings I’ve ever had for someone. There’s no way I could fake it. I’d like to think we’ll get older and realize that more and more. Maybe it will be too late. But If I know one thing, this isn’t over. Maybe even just beginning. Also, I don’t know what’s worse, loving you and trying to pretend I don’t so we can be friends or loving you and not talking at all. All I know is that I’d rather it continue this way. It’s just hard for me right now, I know you see it in my eyes, how I light up at what you say but then remember I can’t feel that anymore. It’s for my own good. But fuck it kills me when I flash back to the reality that it’s not like that anymore, it’s just me, you don’t reciprocate my feelings. I was so close to hugging you today, and that’s why I said that, “I shouldn’t be feeling these feelings.” I don’t know what’s worse, loving you knowing that you don’t or loving you knowing that eventually I’ll stop too. This was long, I hope you look at the comments when you listen to songs, if you don’t, that’s unfortunate. But maybe it’s for the better. There you go, take it as you will.

  3. I came from WilburSoot’s cover and the difference is outstanding, they feel like totally different songs.
    But they are both amazing and i love the original. 🙂

  4. Bro I thought I loved this song but then I realised that Wilbur Soot didn't make the song and I listened to this and genuinely evacuated my bowels from how high energy this is compared to Wilbur Soots cover

  5. This song makes me think of some type of high school story John is a band geek and he likes a girl named Veronica or Samantha or something. She actually starts to date him for awhile but she becomes super distant because she’s cheating on John with some footballer named Brad. John figures out and just wants her to be happy so he decides to leave and the mom is super confused but John won’t blame her or get mad at her for cheating

  6. Amazing how quickly this has become one of my favourite songs. It perfectly captures that feeling of desperately wanting to live life to the full while still feeling like you just can't get over that one person

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