I miss you like a past life I can't remember if You were ever mine to miss I miss you like we both died Our time together, a star-crossed endeavor My head is an unmade bed Abandoned arms and legs and intimate things Finding their way into these twisted sheets I need a maid or another mother More than the strain of an absent lover My head is an empty bed Just the thought of being seen is more than I can take I never met a mirror that I couldn't break I'll miss you in the next life
It's a haunting song to me, and I relate to the longing feeling in the lyrics. Whether it's from being in a long-distance relationship, or missing an ex. The part of the song where Mike Kinsella wistfully sings, "Just the thought of being seen...is more than I can take. I never met a mirror that I couldn't break." Very relatable. Being seen is a way I feel deeply loved, but also being seen (for both my good and bad) is scary!! The self-sabotage of fighting against someone who is trying to hold space for me sometimes is real. Ohhh conflicts with intimacy XD
Love American Football but man this is so dang sad. If you not careful the words and rifts and draw you in like the ocean. Songs like this to me are starting to feel dangerous for me to listen to.