@@beans1487 i’d say 2 years of practice and you can probably play simple chords and sing along. But songwriting, some people have that and some people don’t. She sure does
This song is literally perfect and I am so happy Sidney is starting to release music again. She has some of the prettiest most comforting songs I have ever heard in my life. She is so unique and amazing.
i love the rough, realness in her voice in this version. its even a little aggressive sometimes, which i love. it really changes the sound of the song.
This is maybe my third time trying to write this. I never am sure where my brain’s going. But one thing that has maintained it’s volume is the fact that I am so painfully aware of the space I have to grow. Yet, I push through the obstacles needed for me to grow. Life will go on with or without me. I can’t keep being bitter in the case that it may not help anyone that I care about more than I care for my own welfare. That’s what this song makes me think about.
just to start this off, this isn't the start of anything just a song that i can sing to you we're standing in a graveyard a presumably dead arm popped through the grass who doesn't talk about that? honey, you are nothing to me but alcohol and dopamine i'm dying on the sofa and i barely know the time like an old man, say i reckon i love you for a milisecond but i don't wear a watch or a rolex and my brain's a toddler rollerskating down a hill i took a spill and ran into a tree and suffered minor injuries honey, you are nothing to me i don't call people anything thought to be so sweet but i'm just being bitchy nearly everyone skipped over me on our twilight hour meet and greet one coffee table theatre scene one disregard the soaring chick back there in corner three i'd rather let the poor kid sleep but he's tripping balls, he's tripping testes lsd, post wisdom teeth he got lost in the shower and he barely knows the hour i wanna know your passwords without changing them in preferences and all the childhood streets and deceased pets that they're referencing and in the box i'll type i'll know all the numbers to try i wanna know the lyrics that you think of when you're high i'm inlove with strangers who i've never even seen inlove with weird cut bangs and sweaters swaying kind-of awkwardly and i'm inlove with fresh air friends from overheated houses till i uber up the giant park and dump my body in my apartment honey, you are nothing to me i dont call people anything thought to be so sweet the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems all these pretend spouses are a happy storybook that i'll turn to stark non-fiction in the time it took for me to notice that i'm old which means i'll be 30 and happy, likely married to personified bussiness casual khakis and i'll forget about it when i wake up late and stupid i tried to tell the uber driver till he tried to hit it i tried to tell myself because i've come this far along carrying my zombie arm to 17th grade prom honey, you are nothing to me i don't call people anything thought to be so sweet the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems ooh
Just to start this off, this isn’t the start of anything Just a song that I can sing to you We’re standing in a graveyard A presumably dead arm popped through the grass And who doesn’t talk about that? Honey, you are nothing to me Alcohol and dopamine I'm dying on the sofa And I barely know the time But like an old man, say I reckon I love you for a millisecond But I don’t wear a watch or Rolex And my brain’s a toddler rollerskating down a hill I took a spill and ran into a tree and suffered minor injuries Honey, you are nothing to me I don’t call people anything that’s thought to be so sweet But I'm just being bitchy 'Cause every stupid boy skipped over me On our twilight hour meet and greet A coffee table theater scene But disregard the soaring chick back there in corner three I'd rather let the poor kid sleep But he’s tripping balls, he’s tripping testes LSD, post-wisdom teeth He got lost in the shower and he barely knows the hour I wanna know your passwords Without changing them in Preferences And all the childhood streets and deceased pets that they're referencing And in the box, I'll type I’ll know all the numbers to try I wanna know the lyrics that you think of when you’re high I'm in love with strangers who I’ve never even seen In love with weird cut bangs and sweaters swaying kind of awkwardly And I’m in love with fresh air friends from overheated houses Till I Uber up a giant park and dump my body in my dorm bed Honey, you are nothing to me I don’t call people anything that’s thought to be so sweet The speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems And all these pretend spouses are a happy storybook That’ll turn to stark nonfiction in the time it took For me to notice that I’m old, which means I’ll be 30 and happy Likely married to personified business casual khakis And I’ll forget about it when I wake up late and stupid I tried to tell the Uber driver till he tried to hit it I tried to tell myself because I've come this far along Carrying my zombie arm to the 14th-grade prom Honey, you are nothing to me I don’t call people anything that's thought to be so sweet The speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems The speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
i think about this song a lot
I think about how much skill it must take to play this. To keep on beat without a drum or a beat, and singing this quick.
Same
@@beans1487 i’d say 2 years of practice and you can probably play simple chords and sing along. But songwriting, some people have that and some people don’t. She sure does
samee
"i wanna know the lyrics you think of when you're high"
*shivers*
I like how she changes the lyrics as she changes.
Every stupid boy --> nearly everyone
14th --> 15th --> 16th grade prom
Dorm bed --> apartment
THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE i’ve been listening to this song for years and it never caught my attention thank you
Yeah! I listen to it as a story. Like how she tried to tell the uber driver but he tried to hit it. Haha.
So cool
This song is literally perfect and I am so happy Sidney is starting to release music again. She has some of the prettiest most comforting songs I have ever heard in my life. She is so unique and amazing.
i love the rough, realness in her voice in this version. its even a little aggressive sometimes, which i love. it really changes the sound of the song.
Yes ikr
I like the calming slowness of the other ones though (specifically the one in ed buys houses)
This combination of lyrcism and guitar work is astonishing. Love how clever she is
"I'm in love with strangers who I’ve never even seen" I rly felt that
This is maybe my third time trying to write this. I never am sure where my brain’s going. But one thing that has maintained it’s volume is the fact that I am so painfully aware of the space I have to grow. Yet, I push through the obstacles needed for me to grow. Life will go on with or without me. I can’t keep being bitter in the case that it may not help anyone that I care about more than I care for my own welfare. That’s what this song makes me think about.
This song is constantly stuck in my head
oh my fucking god I just found out she did an audiotree im freaking out THE passion in this one holy shit!!! I’m. Dissolving
this song really resonated with me immediately upon hearing it
This song reminds me of 2010 in the best way possible. Perfect nostalgia and such a solid song. 👌
i love this song and i want to play it so bad the lyrics are so incredibly satisfying
Queen she’s so talented
holy chills... also happy/sad unintentional tears
This deserves way more views
i listen to this every single day
Such a comforting song
This song gives me chills!!!
shes so talented
This song makes me f e e l things
just to start this off, this isn't the start of anything
just a song that i can sing to you
we're standing in a graveyard
a presumably dead arm popped through the grass
who doesn't talk about that?
honey, you are nothing to me
but alcohol and dopamine
i'm dying on the sofa
and i barely know the time
like an old man, say i reckon
i love you for a milisecond
but i don't wear a watch or a rolex
and my brain's a toddler rollerskating down a hill
i took a spill and ran into a tree
and suffered minor injuries
honey, you are nothing to me
i don't call people anything thought to be so sweet
but i'm just being bitchy
nearly everyone skipped over me
on our twilight hour meet and greet
one coffee table theatre scene
one disregard the soaring chick back there in corner three
i'd rather let the poor kid sleep
but he's tripping balls, he's tripping testes
lsd, post wisdom teeth
he got lost in the shower and he barely knows the hour
i wanna know your passwords
without changing them in preferences
and all the childhood streets and deceased pets that they're referencing
and in the box i'll type
i'll know all the numbers to try
i wanna know the lyrics that you think of when you're high
i'm inlove with strangers who i've never even seen
inlove with weird cut bangs and sweaters swaying kind-of awkwardly
and i'm inlove with fresh air friends from overheated houses
till i uber up the giant park and dump my body in my apartment
honey, you are nothing to me
i dont call people anything thought to be so sweet
the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
all these pretend spouses are a happy storybook
that i'll turn to stark non-fiction
in the time it took for me to notice that i'm old
which means i'll be 30 and happy, likely married to personified bussiness casual khakis
and i'll forget about it when i wake up late and stupid
i tried to tell the uber driver till he tried to hit it
i tried to tell myself because i've come this far along
carrying my zombie arm to 17th grade prom
honey, you are nothing to me
i don't call people anything thought to be so sweet
the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
the speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
ooh
An amazing performance of an incredible song. This song should be huge!
this shit is gas fr
Cried, thx
Adore this song
listen to it again !
@@justindc5050 thanks for reminding me :)
@@arrw bump
@@pgyws5137 thank you, I needed to be reminded again
💗💗💗
ugh so good
The first time I listened to this song I was high on lsd with my, at the time, girlfriend. It was a fun experience
Just to start this off, this isn’t the start of anything
Just a song that I can sing to you
We’re standing in a graveyard
A presumably dead arm popped through the grass
And who doesn’t talk about that?
Honey, you are nothing to me
Alcohol and dopamine
I'm dying on the sofa
And I barely know the time
But like an old man, say I reckon
I love you for a millisecond
But I don’t wear a watch or Rolex
And my brain’s a toddler rollerskating down a hill
I took a spill and ran into a tree and suffered minor injuries
Honey, you are nothing to me
I don’t call people anything that’s thought to be so sweet
But I'm just being bitchy
'Cause every stupid boy skipped over me
On our twilight hour meet and greet
A coffee table theater scene
But disregard the soaring chick back there in corner three
I'd rather let the poor kid sleep
But he’s tripping balls, he’s tripping testes
LSD, post-wisdom teeth
He got lost in the shower and he barely knows the hour
I wanna know your passwords
Without changing them in Preferences
And all the childhood streets and deceased pets that they're referencing
And in the box, I'll type
I’ll know all the numbers to try
I wanna know the lyrics that you think of when you’re high
I'm in love with strangers who I’ve never even seen
In love with weird cut bangs and sweaters swaying kind of awkwardly
And I’m in love with fresh air friends from overheated houses
Till I Uber up a giant park and dump my body in my dorm bed
Honey, you are nothing to me
I don’t call people anything that’s thought to be so sweet
The speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
And all these pretend spouses are a happy storybook
That’ll turn to stark nonfiction in the time it took
For me to notice that I’m old, which means I’ll be 30 and happy
Likely married to personified business casual khakis
And I’ll forget about it when I wake up late and stupid
I tried to tell the Uber driver till he tried to hit it
I tried to tell myself because I've come this far along
Carrying my zombie arm to the 14th-grade prom
Honey, you are nothing to me
I don’t call people anything that's thought to be so sweet
The speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
The speech is coming back with a vengeance it seems
honey u r nuthin 2 me, i dnt call ppl anything 🤥🤘
He’s trippin balls, he’s trippin testes
she seems nervous its cute