Story Behind the Song
This started being uplifting, went ironic and ended up dead depressing (go figure).
Lyrics
Ain't gonna be no one to steal my dreams,
No, no, it's not like that.
Ain't gonna be no one to stop me now,
No, no, it's not like that.
And it's not a thing that you have said,
No, no, you're not like that.
And it's not a choice that I can make,
No, no, I'm not like that.
No more words are gonna stick in my throat,
Cause I got so many things to say.
And even if I can only sing a long,
I'll sing this song for you.
This is just a pop song,
But it's getting better.
I'll sing bubblegum,
Cause I wish that you could be mine.
Now I know I've been around and that,
I've done all the things that I could.
If I could just say the words to change,
How things are, don't you think I would have?
My life feels like it's split in two,
But that's okay, I know I'll cope.
And if I have to die inside for loving you,
I guess that's okay, I can't help that.
But this is just a pop song,
I suppose it's getting better.
Still singing bubblegum,
Cause I know you can't be mine.
You're out of reach,
So hard to touch.
And despite everything,
I still can't love you enough.
I know it's hopeless,
But I have to try.
I know my love is strong,
But still I cannot cry.
I'm singing a pop song,
But what the hell for?
Bubblegum has never,
Helped my cause before.
By staying sad,
I suppose this ain't just crap.
But it won't turn things around,
I need you for that.
No more rhyming couplets,
That stops right here.
So to finish the song,
I need a new literary device I fear.
I love you,
And I want you.
But it's no longer,
My right to say.
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