Killing Me Softly
Colbie Caillat Lyrics

Strumming my pain with his fingers
The pain that I feel inside is being rhythmically played with by his deft fingers on his musical instrument.

Singing my life with his words
He is telling my life story and conveying my emotions through the power of his lyrics and the melody of his voice.

Killing me softly with his song
Even though he is not causing me physical harm, his music is having such a profound, emotional impact on me that it feels like the life is being drained out of my body.

Telling my whole life with his words
He is able to capture the entirety of my existence and convey it in a way that is so moving and poignant that it speaks directly to my soul.

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
Rumors of his music had been spreading, and I had heard that he had a unique approach to songwriting and performing that was worth checking out.

And so I came to see him, and listen for a while
Curious about this musical sensation, I decided to go to one of his shows and witness his magic firsthand.

And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
When I arrived at the show, I saw this young man who I had never met before and who was absolutely unknown to me.

I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
As he began to perform, I was overwhelmed by the power of his music and felt anxious and self-conscious in a crowded room full of strangers.

I felt he found my letters, and read each one out loud
His lyrics resonated so deeply with me that I felt like he had discovered intimate parts of my life that I had only written about in private letters.

I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
While I was initially taken aback by the intense emotions his music elicited, I ultimately wanted him to continue playing and was desperate to hear more of his captivating song.

He sang as if he knew me, and all my dark despair
His performance was so emotionally attuned to my personal struggles that it seemed like he knew me on a deep, personal level and could see into my darkest fears and hopes.

He kept on looking right through me as if I wasn't there
Despite his close understanding of my emotions, it was clear that he did not actually know me personally and only saw me as one of many people in his audience.

And then he kept on singing, singing clear and strong
Despite the tension and connection in the room, he continued to sing with his captivating voice and impressive talent, holding the audience spellbound.