Sober II
Lorde Lyrics
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I'm psycho high
Know you won't remember in the morning
When I speak my mind
Lights are on and they've gone home
But who am I?
Oh, how fast the evening passes
Cleaning up the champagne glasses
We told you this was melodrama
(Oh, how fast the evening passes)
(Cleaning up the champagne glasses)
Our only wish is melodrama
(Oh, how fast the evening passes
Cleaning up the champagne glasses)
And the terror and the horror
When we wonder why we bother, uh-oh, uh-oh-oh
And the terror and the horror
God, I wonder why we bother, uh-oh, uh-oh
All the glamour and the trauma
And the fucking melodrama, uh-oh, uh-oh-oh
All the gunfights and the limelights
And the holy sick divine nights, uh-oh (limelights, uh-oh)
They'll talk about us, all the lovers
How we kissed and killed each other, uh-oh
They'll talk about us, and discover
How we kissed and killed each other
(We told you this was melodrama)
(You wanted something that we offer)
(We told you this was melodrama)
You wanted something that we offer
We told you this was melodrama
You wanted something that we offer
We told you this was melodrama
You wanted something that we offer
We told you this was melodrama
(We told you this was melodrama)
(We told you this was melodrama)
(We told you this was melodrama)
The lyrics of "Sober II" by Lorde provide a commentary on the fleeting nature of party culture and the inevitable crash that accompanies it. The opening lines immediately set a tone of disconnection and detachment - the singer is "psycho high" and knows that the person they're talking to won't remember the conversation in the morning. This creates a sense of urgency and desperation as the singer tries to express something real in an environment that is built on superficiality.
The next lines - "Lights are on and they've gone home / But who am I?" - suggest a feeling of emptiness and loneliness that comes when the party is over and there's nothing left but a mess to clean up. The repeating chorus of "Oh, how fast the evening passes / Cleaning up the champagne glasses" reinforces the idea that time is fleeting and these moments of high drama and excitement are ultimately hollow and meaningless.
The bridge of the song introduces a sense of foreboding as the singer grapples with the "terror and the horror" of wondering why they bother with this superficial lifestyle. The constant threat of violence ("gunfights") and the unattainable allure of fame and glamor ("limelights") only add to the sense of unease.
Throughout the song, Lorde balances her critique of party culture with a sense of self-awareness and empathy. In the final lines, she acknowledges that people will still talk about these experiences - the "lovers" who kissed and killed each other - and perhaps even find something meaningful in them. The song thus becomes a sort of cautionary tale about the dangers of living life as if it were a melodrama.
Line by Line Meaning
You asked if I was feeling it
You questioned if I was feeling the effects of the drugs we've taken
I'm psycho high
I am high on drugs and experiencing intense emotions or hallucinations
Know you won't remember in the morning
I am aware that you will not recall this conversation when you wake up tomorrow
When I speak my mind
I am being honest and expressing my true thoughts and feelings
Lights are on and they've gone home
The party is over and everyone has left, leaving me alone with my thoughts
But who am I?
I am questioning my identity and purpose in life
Oh, how fast the evening passes
I am reflecting on how quickly time goes by, especially during enjoyable moments
Cleaning up the champagne glasses
I am tidying up after a party or event, which is a mundane task compared to the excitement of the evening
Our only wish is melodrama
We crave drama and intense emotions, even if it is not sustainable or healthy
And the terror and the horror
I am experiencing fear and dread, possibly related to the consequences of my actions or the uncertainty of the future
When we wonder why we bother, uh-oh, uh-oh-oh
We question the point of our existence or the purpose of our actions
God, I wonder why we bother, uh-oh, uh-oh
We express frustration or confusion about our lives or society
All the glamour and the trauma
We are attracted to both the exciting and the painful aspects of life
And the fucking melodrama, uh-oh, uh-oh-oh
We are exasperated or amused by the exaggerated conflicts and emotions we experience
All the gunfights and the limelights
We encounter both violence and fame in our experiences
And the holy sick divine nights, uh-oh (limelights, uh-oh)
We experience nights that are both beautiful and unsettling, or transcendent and disturbing
They'll talk about us, all the lovers
Other people will gossip or speculate about our relationships and actions
How we kissed and killed each other, uh-oh
We had intense, destructive relationships that will be remembered by others
They'll talk about us, and discover
We will be judged or scrutinized by others, and our behavior or motives may be uncovered
You wanted something that we offer
We provided entertainment or excitement that others desired
We told you this was melodrama
We warned others that we were prone to dramatic or exaggerated behavior
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'connor, Jack Antonoff
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Lyrics:
[Verse]
You asked if I was feeling it, I’m psycho high
Know you won’t remember in the morning when I speak my mind
Lights are on and they’ve gone home, but who am I?
Oh, how fast the evening passes
Cleaning up the champagne glasses
We told you this was melodrama
(Oh, how fast the evening passes
Cleaning up the champagne glasses)
Our only wish is melodrama
(Oh, how fast the evening passes
Cleaning up the champagne glasses)
And the terror and the horror
When we wonder why we bother
Woah, woah
And the terror and the horror
God, I wonder why we bother
Woah, woah
All the glamour and the trauma and the fuckin' melodrama
Woah, woah
All the gun fights and the limelights
And the holy sick divine nights
Woah
(Holy sick divine nights
Woah)
[Drop]
They’ll talk about us, all the lovers
How we kiss and kill each other
Woah
They’ll talk about us, and discover
How we kissed and killed each other
Woah
[Outro]
(We told you this was melodrama
You wanted something that we offer)
(We told you this was melodrama
You wanted something that we offer)
(We told you this was melodrama
You wanted something that we offer)
(We told you this was melodrama
You wanted something that we offer)
(We told you this was melodrama
We told you this was melodrama
We told you this was melodrama
We told you this was melodrama
We told you this was melodrama)
@jennifertrent2419
THOSE VIOLINS THOUGH
@lawyerwhohelpsfanssueminyo6087
..
@blue-pj2bp
reminds me of a bastille song
@jinsstyle
Ikr😍😍😍
@ouui
MY EMOTIONSSS
@Burn143
ikr i'm a huge sucker for strings in music. This song is soooo beautiful.
@robertkim7948
She's such a tease: ALL of her songs are too short. Just a taste of something special... & then it's over.
@abdonv0799
like all good things in life
@miguelparedes2819
It's not that it's not too much or enough, we just want more of good stuff and never satisfied with what we already have.
@alwaystiredboy
honestly yea :(
this is how it feels with all genius artists. you want all their songs to be 8 minutes long or so