123
Claire Rosinkranz Lyrics


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I'm sorry, I know that you were hopin'
To break something already broken
Guess you won't get the chance
'Cause we finished this dance
I'm wasting your time
And by the way, you're a shitty dancer

I don't wanna say I love you
'Cause that's a little, that's a lotta cliché taboo
Eye to eye, got me high, trippin' over my shoes
On the concrete, got me sick like the flu

Down for the count like one, two, three
Everybody's fallin' in it, it everybody but me
(Wait a minute) wait a minute, I got somewhere to be
On the concrete running 'cause I'm outta your league

I, I just want to mess up what we have
I, maybe you should listen to my dad
I, stop holding onto things you know won't last
Leave the past in the past
It's the past, bitch

Don't call me, we've already spoken
Think you can fix me, are you joking?

Down for the count like one, two, three
That's a little, that's a lot, too much for me
Kind of thought to myself like you plus me
On the sidewalk, oh that'd be something to see

I was looking at my phone, are you on your way?
If you wanna book me, boy, call CAA
I move on fast, I don't really wanna play
Get outta my way, get outta my way

I, I just want to mess up what we have
I, maybe you should listen to my dad
I, stop holding onto things you know won't last
Leave the past in the past
It's the past

Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na

I, stop holding onto things you know won't last




Leave the past in the past
It's the past, bitch

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Claire Rosinkranz's song "123" depict a breakup and the singer's determination to move on from a toxic relationship. The opening lines express the singer's acknowledgment that the other person had hoped to break something that was already broken. This suggests that the relationship was already damaged and beyond repair. The singer dismisses the other person's attempts by mentioning that they won't get the chance because the "dance" is finished. The mention of the other person being a "shitty dancer" could be both literal and metaphorical, indicating that they were not skilled at navigating the relationship.


The chorus of the song expresses the singer's reluctance to express their love for the other person since it is deemed cliché and taboo. The mention of tripping over their own shoes and feeling sick like the flu when around the other person showcases the negative emotions associated with their presence. The line "Down for the count like one, two, three" implies that the singer feels defeated and tired of the relationship, while everyone else seems to be falling into similar situations except for them. They emphasize their superiority by stating that they are out of the other person's league.


In the second verse, the singer continues to express their desire to disrupt the current state of the relationship. They suggest that the other person should listen to their dad and let go of the things that won't last. The singer asserts that the past should be left behind and addresses the other person using an expletive, showcasing their frustration and resolve to move forward.


The third verse reiterates the singer's unwillingness to have further contact with the other person. They mock the idea that the other person can "fix" them and express their need to focus on their own life instead. The repetition of the desire to "mess up" what they have indicates a desire for change and the need to break free from the toxic dynamics of the relationship.


Overall, the lyrics of "123" can be interpreted as an empowering anthem about recognizing the need for self-growth, leaving toxic relationships behind, and embracing personal freedom.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm sorry, I know that you were hopin'
Apologies, I am aware of your expectations


To break something already broken
To dismantle what is already damaged


Guess you won't get the chance
Unfortunately, you will not have the opportunity


'Cause we finished this dance
Because our interaction has come to an end


I'm wasting your time
I am utilizing your time ineffectively


And by the way, you're a shitty dancer
By the way, your dancing skills are subpar


I don't wanna say I love you
I have reservations about expressing affection


'Cause that's a little, that's a lotta cliché taboo
Because it is both slightly and significantly overused and frowned upon


Eye to eye, got me high, trippin' over my shoes
Directly facing each other, it exhilarates me, causing clumsiness


On the concrete, got me sick like the flu
Being on solid ground brings me emotional discomfort akin to being ill


Down for the count like one, two, three
Defeated and incapacitated, just like a boxing match countdown


Everybody's fallin' in it, it everybody but me
Everyone is succumbing to something, except for me


(Wait a minute) wait a minute, I got somewhere to be
Hold on for a moment, I have obligations elsewhere


On the concrete running 'cause I'm outta your league
Running on solid ground because I am of superior status compared to you


I, I just want to mess up what we have
I simply desire to disrupt our current state


I, maybe you should listen to my dad
Perhaps you should heed the advice of my father


I, stop holding onto things you know won't last
Cease grasping at things that are known to be temporary


Leave the past in the past
Let go of previous experiences


It's the past, bitch
That is history, my dear


Don't call me, we've already spoken
Do not contact me, our communication has already taken place


Think you can fix me, are you joking?
Believe you have the ability to mend me? Are you jesting?


That's a little, that's a lot, too much for me
That is somewhat, and actually, an excessive amount for me


Kind of thought to myself like you plus me
Perchance considered the idea of you and me together


On the sidewalk, oh that'd be something to see
On a pedestrian pathway, oh that would be quite a spectacle


I was looking at my phone, are you on your way?
I was inspecting my mobile device, are you en route?


If you wanna book me, boy, call CAA
If you desire to engage my services, young man, contact CAA


I move on fast, I don't really wanna play
I progress swiftly, I am not keen on engaging in games


Get outta my way, get outta my way
Please vacate my path, step aside


Na na na na, na na na na
Syllables used for melodic effect, no specific meaning


I, stop holding onto things you know won't last
Cease grasping at things that are known to be temporary


Leave the past in the past
Let go of previous experiences


It's the past, bitch
That is history, my dear




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andrew Wessen, Ben Berger, Claire Rosinkranz, Hayley Gene Penner, Ryan Rabin

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XAlphaWølfFlareX🔥 (Skaya Siberian’s BIGGEST Fan)‍

“And by the way, you’re a shitty dancer”

Best line in the song. Periodt.

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I have to admit that her songs are perfectly perfect and soothing.

mars ☆☆

@Tanbir Nr whats with the "..."

Lilith Max

You summed it up pretty well, I agree.

Juni Viera

Yes Ik!!!!!

Tanbir Nr

Absolutely...

Sam Moore

Bro ikr!

Cade Bowman

I feel like this is the kind of song that you wanna relate to until you actually relate to it lol

Lynno_.

she literally cannot make one bad song
slay gorlieeeee 🤟😍💖💖

Lynno_.

@Sohaibtaher yeah it means ''no''

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