Wrote Me Out

Lenka

Transposer:

3 4 1234 1234 123412 3 4 1234 1234 123412 3 4 (Verse) NC You’re the star of your own movie And I am the star of mine You play the part sing the tune and speak the dialogue And you write every storyline And you wrote me out Let it be said it’s all in my head And you will forget about me I never got through Try playing with you But I am not in your story Ooh I don’t know I don’t feel anything anymore I am not here and I am not there ’Cause I am not in your story 1234 1234 123412 3 4 1234 1234 123412 3 4 12 NC Oo Oo Oo oh oh oh oh oh (Verse) I should have seen it coming By the way that you looked at me With those eyes distracted by the lonely life you live Well I am not welcome clearly Yeah you wrote me out (Chorus) Let it be said it’s all in my head And you will forget about me I never got through Try playing with you But I am not in your story Ooh I don’t know I don’t feel anything anymore I am not here and I am not there ’Cause I am not in your story oooh I was so blind to think that you’ll be mine And I could be yours But now it’s time that I stopped to write my own story And I will not write a part for you Ah-oo (Part Chorus) Let it be said it’s all in my head And you will forget about me I never got through Try playing with you But I am not in your story Let it be said it’s all in my head And you will forget about me I never got through Try playing with you But I am not in your story Ooh I don’t know I don’t feel anything anymore I am not here and I am not there ’Cause I am not in your story

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La chanson évoque le sentiment de ne pas être inclus dans la vie de quelqu'un d'autre, malgré le désir d'y participer. Elle exprime une prise de conscience douloureuse que l'on est en dehors de l'histoire de l'autre, se rendant compte que toute cette relation est en grande partie fictionnelle, construite dans son esprit. La narratrice réalise qu'elle a longtemps cru qu'elle avait une place dans la vie de l'autre, mais comprend finalement qu'il est temps d'écrire son propre récit sans lui. Le contexte semble tourner autour d'une relation déséquilibrée, où les émotions et les espoirs ne sont pas réciproques. Cela peut faire écho aux expériences que l'on vit lorsque l'on s'attache à quelqu'un qui ne nous voit pas de la même manière, renforçant ainsi la solitude et la quête d'une identité propre.

Le Chansonnier