Say Goodbye
And Since Forgotten Lyrics
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My grip was loosened as you slipped away.
And now you lie to yourself.
You did this to yourself, cry your tears.
Harlot, you'll taste regret; it burns your throat.
Who will be the new whipping boy?
I hope you taste me as he slides down your throat.
You fucking whore.
Spit at your fears.
Spit at your loneliness; it won't make you less alone.
I would love to watch you rot from the inside out.
There is nothing more I'd want than to watch you fall apart.
You harlot, taste me in your tears.
You harlot, taste me in his cum.
You harlot.
The lyrics to And Since Forgotten's song Say Goodbye are directed towards someone who the singer had a close relationship with, but betrayed them in some way. The singer has relinquished their hold on this person, acknowledging that they never deserved to be a part of the singer's life. It is clear that this person has lied to themselves and has ultimately caused their own downfall. The singer takes pleasure in the idea that this person will have to live with their regret, emphasizing this by using the metaphor of regret 'burning' the person's throat. The singer goes on to express their disgust towards this person, calling them a harlot and a whore.
The theme of betrayal runs strong throughout the song, with lines like 'Who will be the new whipping boy?' and 'I would love to watch you rot from the inside out.' The song exudes an anger and resentment towards the person the lyrics are directed at, while at the same time showing a sense of satisfaction that they are no longer a part of the singer's life. The use of visceral imagery like 'taste me in his cum' further emphasize the singer's contempt towards the person.
Line by Line Meaning
This was your last chance to be a part of what you never deserved.
I am cutting you off because you don't deserve to be a part of my life anymore.
My grip was loosened as you slipped away.
I am letting you go because you are not worth holding onto anymore.
And now you lie to yourself.
You are deluding yourself with lies to avoid facing the truth.
You did this to yourself, cry your tears.
You brought this upon yourself, so don't act like a victim.
Harlot, you'll taste regret; it burns your throat.
You will regret your actions, and it will be a bitter pill to swallow.
Who will be the new whipping boy?
Who will you blame and punish now that I'm gone?
I hope you taste me as he slides down your throat.
I hope you remember what you lost when you are with someone else.
You fucking whore.
You are a despicable person and I have no respect for you.
Swallow regret, swallow your soul.
You must live with the regret of your actions and the consequences that come with it.
Spit at your fears.
You try to act tough and fearless, but deep down you are filled with fear.
Spit at your loneliness; it won't make you less alone.
You try to push away feelings of loneliness, but ignoring them won't solve the problem.
I would love to watch you rot from the inside out.
I take pleasure in the thought of your downfall and demise.
There is nothing more I'd want than to watch you fall apart.
I am reveling in the idea of seeing you crumble and suffer.
You harlot, taste me in your tears.
You will always remember me and what you lost, even if you try to forget.
You harlot, taste me in his cum.
You will compare every person you are with to me, and will never find anyone who compares.
You harlot.
You are a disgraceful and immoral person, and I want nothing to do with you.
Contributed by Max O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@bertjesklotepino
Dad passed 31/3/2023. I heard this song many many years prior to that, fortunately.
Because it has the perfect lyrics, in my mind.
"Goodbye, papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along
Goodbye, papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them, I'll be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone"
For me this is true, or so it seems.
So catching.
March 31 and up to now skies were full of clouds, plenty of rain has fallen.
And this week the skies opened up to show the sun again.
And then, all of a sudden this song played on the radio.
It really breaks my heart, like i am sure it does yours.
@mrwaterschoot5617
@@joelricoacosta9845 yet her sister is still in her heart and soul. those who are called from earth are freed of man made problems. the have eternity with gods and only god knows what goes on. some thing there is a rock and roll heaven and if there is they have one hellva good band. but heaven is god's surprise package. and it will be a present from god, if we do enough good on earth. one good is helping god's people in need.
and we all on earth have needs wishes and wants. and allen jackson wrote and sang in the song where were you when the world stopped turing.
he trusted in god
three key things are faith love and hope and the greatest is love.
i love a similar three
love hope and peace.
the fellow gentleman covered me with his song i want you i need you. and two out of three ain't bad.
this music artist took on the name of meatloaf.
meatloaf is a good food .
my momma made it with tender loving care (tlc and the special ingredient is love. and sometimes it is tough love and it took me my whole life of 66 years to figure that out. and i have to include my father too. he was my best friend because i was his first son and i was his only dutch born son. he trusted me until his first dutch born evil statanistic daughter broke us apart. somehow i got drafted to take my pappa for his last lap on earth. i took him for his last trip for chemo to treat a blood disorder. it was i day i can never forget and it is now over 10 years ago and i saw it in his hands as he had a case of not being able the hold anything in his very big hands. i called it a case of dropsieys. i mentioned it to the nurses and it was ignored. i was his son but my ex sister flunkey fonce (my dad's favorite words and yvonne was loving nickname funnica and the best that i could say was fonce. when i looked fonce it was something dark like dark shadows and she loved barnabus collins and formed an alternate universe and my parents bonus love child that i helped in picking her name in 1964 was maryann. she could use mary as a first name and ann as the middle name or maryann as her first name and no middle name. but everyone calls her maryann. and worst of all she feels deprived of a middle name. i like to think that she would never earn an appropriate double middle name other than monkee lay (or laid) as she fooled around with a now known pedophile in the old neighborhood. i somehow ended up with my dad outside the court room. and i had to raise my hand against my father and maybe that was the trust he had in me. and i will accept that today. i must have had a double edged sword. i knew it was a sin to raise my hand against my father but if he had taken his conscripted royal dutch military training to strand that suma of a beach. my dad would be in jail for killing that somofa beach for screwing my ex sister as a underaged consenting minor. killing that flunkey for justice only gets dad thrown in jail with no way out but a really really great escape. i guess i choice the best i could and that i could do. keep my dad out of jail or break the first christian commandment honor thy father and mother. god i promise to do a better job in my next 60 years if you grant me forgiveness of breaking the first commandment and preventing my dad from breaking the sixth commandment thy shall not kill ( even if i wanted to kill something).
@r.gunnar6989
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and abc's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and i'll be there
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
Goodbye papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how i got along
Goodbye papa it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them, i'll be there
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone
Goodbye michelle my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that i was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground
Goodbye michelle it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there
@rrg1964
My dad died 12 hours ago, my last memory is a FaceTime call. He was 91, spent the last few weeks in bed. My dad and I actually climbed the hills and trees, he was a great hiker and climber. Thank you for being my dad , you were a witness of my life. Yesterday he started his last hike and reached the stars after midnight. He reached the end of the rainbow.
@lindabingman3943
So sorry....
@kurtjordan2800
If this song wasn't enough to make me cry you just did it.
@nvend
God bless you for your soulful love for your dad🐦
@daveatkins1301
thank you for your lovely memory. god bless you
@johngreenlees9843
Thank you for sharing such a loving memory. God Bless
@dawnoleary4907
Hey you special people who still remember this song 💖
@johndeere1028
i am old. I am at the end of my life now..Wow, what a ride. This song just reminds me of how much time has passed and how quickly it goes. If you are young, Im not preaching and your life is yours to live as you choose, but trust me--The days are long but the years are short.
@2pacc
Thank you !
@johndeere1028
@@2pacc please