All your friends say I don't know what I'll be missing
All your friends say I don't know what I've let go
But the truth is that you just don't want to give me
All the things that I was ever wishing for

I know you're kind
and full of life
But you never seem to share it all with mine
Because I don't,
I don't belong
to the way you sing your song
to the way you sing your song
to the way you sing your song
to the way you sing your song

MOTIVATION

Although it took a while for my girlfriend to actually make time for me, I felt after several months of dating I shouldn't need to ask when it was possible for me to come over. But even moreso, it seriously started to bother me how there never seemed to be time for anything but her plans. I couldn't plan anything with my friends, apart from on my birthday, which was, after 4 months of dating, the first time she actually met them.

A week after my birthday, the first line to this song came up in my head. Sure, she is full of life, but she's not willing or able to share her life with mine. She claims one thing, but does the other. I'd thought of breaking up with her several times before, but she always won me over by suddenly being more nice to me, making me think I should reconsider. By the time I finished writing this song, I kinda made up my mind though. I just had to go on holiday with her first.

The holiday was just a disaster. From the moment I'd planned it alll she had never shown any excitement whatsoever, and always seemed eager to push me away, rather than pull me close. In Budapest, which I felt would be the last time I'd try to get her closer to me, all I received was bitching and snapping, there seemed to be no loving or caring anymore, and all that I had planned seemed to be wrong in one way or the other. I knew in Budapest I was done with her, but had no idea of how to tell her. Once I came home I recorded this song.

EXPLANATION

I wrote this song with the thought of me having broken up with her, after describing that I still saw all that I initially liked in her, but her just not sharing it with mine. I knew she'd go talk about it with her friends, who'd say the casual things like "He doesn't know what he's missing", while I knew quite well what I was missing as it was the exact reason why I'd be breaking up with her.

In a way I always kind of felt sorry for her. She could look really good and make people smile, but instead was too uncomfortable to be even remotely close to the center of attention, which meant that people tend to overlook her a bit. Her lack of self esteem wasn't helping much either, because she was smart, funny and witty.

I still saw all that I liked, but couldn't really get a hold of it because for whatever reason, she decided to keep it to herself. The song was never written with hate in mind, but merely with sadness, and with me saying "I don't wanna take my love away", was merely me saying "I'm sorry I've got to hurt you, but you're just not good for me". Or yourself.