Windbreaker
Choker Lyrics


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Are you trying to make me cry?
'Cause it's working
Oh, it's working, yeah

Hold my sleeve as I push it through the jacket
So it doesn't bunch
I don't miss you much
But I do enough to question where we left off
There was a lot of me to be found before us

More of the same
More of the same after

This is not a declaration
It's a confirmation of what you already believed, you already believed
Oooh, yeah

Are you trying to make me cry?
'Cause it's working
Oh, it's working, yeah

Hold my sleeve as I push it through the jacket
So it doesn't bunch
I don't miss you much
Just enough to feel some way
Just enough, just enough, just enough, just enough

The wheel turns, yeah
The tires hold on
The fire burns, yeah
But I ain't no Boy Scout
I wonder why you actin' like I don't pay attention, yeah
You know better, ay, ay
You know better, ay, ay
If I wanna believe
If I wanna believe

Yeah




When we run out of things to talk
about will you still listen to our silence?

Overall Meaning

The singer of the song "Windbreaker" by Choker addresses a past love interest who seems to be trying to hurt his feelings. He admits that it is working and acknowledges his emotions. He describes a physical action of pushing his sleeve through a jacket as he tries to make it appear neat. The lyrics suggest that this small jitter may be a representation of how the singer misses his former love enough to ruminate on it but not enough to take significant action. The artist seems to have moved on from the relationship, but there is a sense of unresolved tension around it.


The song's verses show the contrast that exists between the artist's perception of himself before the end of the relationship and his present self. There was a lot he had to discover about himself before the past relationship happened. However, after the breakup, there hasn't been much change in his life, implying the possibility that he hasn't moved on entirely. The song explores how we tend to stick to the same patterns even after significant events such as breakups, refusing to allow ourselves to grow.


Line by Line Meaning

Are you trying to make me cry?
Are you purposely attempting to evoke emotions and bring tears to my eyes?


'Cause it's working
Your actions are, indeed, causing me to cry.


Oh, it's working, yeah
I acknowledge that your tactics are successful.


Hold my sleeve as I push it through the jacket
As I put on my jacket, please help me keep my shirt sleeve from bunching up.


So it doesn't bunch
Prevent the sleeves from gathering and creating an unflattering appearance.


I don't miss you much
To be truthful, I don't miss you much at all.


But I do enough to question where we left off
However, my level of missing you is enough to cause me to question the state of our relationship when it ended.


There was a lot of me to be found before us
Prior to our relationship, I had plenty of individuality to discover and explore.


More of the same
As expected, my experiences have not drastically changed.


More of the same after
My daily life continues on a predictable path.


This is not a declaration
I want to clarify that this statement is not a significant announcement or revelation.


It's a confirmation of what you already believed, you already believed
This statement simply confirms something that you already know to be true.


Oooh, yeah
This realization seems to be hitting me in a strong way.


Just enough to feel some way
I'm missing you just enough to experience some emotions.


The wheel turns, yeah
Time marches on, as it always does.


The tires hold on
We keep moving forward despite any obstacles.


The fire burns, yeah
My passion and motivation are still strong.


But I ain't no Boy Scout
I may not be perfect, but I'm still determined to succeed.


I wonder why you actin' like I don't pay attention, yeah
I'm confused as to why you're behaving as though I'm not paying attention to you.


You know better, ay, ay
You are well aware that I am an attentive listener.


If I wanna believe
It's up to me whether or not I choose to believe your words or actions.


When we run out of things to talk
When we're struggling to find things to discuss,


about, will you still listen to our silence?
will you still be attentive and present in our moments of quiet?




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