It’s my favorite kind of lyrics, these kind of simple thoughts that on the surface just seem like not too preachy or trying to be poetic, but someone casually saying cool things. And then when you get a second beat to analyze it, you go, ‘That’s actually really powerful and deep.’ It moved me.
Crushes start out as that teenage phenomenon, life-affirming and cute, but as you wander into adulthood, they seem to end up more painful, harrowing and uncertain, especially if you have just come out of the relationship you thought would finally, maybe, maybe be the one that stuck. We all like to believe we are completely self-sufficient but at the end of it all, we’re all searching for a human connection, something to make it all feel a bit more worthwhile.
What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.