Losing You
Flyte Lyrics


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I met a girl last night
She was only 23
I brought her home to mine
And she gave herself away to me
But the light in the hallway
And the silence in my room

Said I don′t think I'll get used to losing you

And you were wearing that red dress
When you took him upstairs
The one I bought you in New York
Before you made this mess
You′ve run with another
You've cut me through and through

And still I don't think I′ll get used to losing you

A riverside hotel tonight
With walls that catch the city lights
Just tell me you want me
I don′t care if it's true

′Cause I don't think I′ll get used to losing you

Tell me where did you learn
To lie so well?
To love like a secret
That you'd never tell?
You′ve stripped me of everything
And I hate you, I really do





Still I don't think I'll get used to losing you

Overall Meaning

The song "Losing You" by Flyte describes the feelings of a person after their partner has cheated on them. The song begins with the singer meeting a girl who is only 23 years old and taking her home. However, the singer is unable to forget their ex-partner, and the silence in the room reminds them of the loss they are experiencing. The singer also recalls the moment when their ex-partner wore a red dress and took someone else upstairs, a moment that marked the end of their relationship. They are hurt that their ex-partner has run away with someone else.


The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "I don't think I'll get used to losing you," which shows the difficulty the singer has in coming to terms with the end of the relationship. The second verse describes the singer being in a hotel and longing for their ex-partner. Although the singer knows that they have been hurt and stripped of everything they had, they still find it hard to get over the previous relationship. The bridge of the song asks where the ex-partner learned to lie so well and love like a secret they would never tell. The song ends with the singer stating that they hate their ex-partner but are unable to get used to losing them.


Line by Line Meaning

I met a girl last night
I encountered a woman the previous evening


She was only 23
She was a young adult of 23 years old


I brought her home to mine
I escorted her to my place of dwelling


And she gave herself away to me
She engaged in sexual intercourse with me


But the light in the hallway
However, the light emitting from the adjacent space


And the silence in my room
Along with the absence of sound in my chamber


Said I don't think I'll get used to losing you
Indicated that accepting the loss of her companionship would be a lasting challenge


And you were wearing that red dress
You had donned the scarlet dress


When you took him upstairs
As you led him to the upper level of the building


The one I bought you in New York
The garment that I had procured for you in New York City


Before you made this mess
Prior to causing this destructive situation


You've run with another
You've fled with someone else


You've cut me through and through
You've caused me immense emotional pain


And still I don't think I'll get used to losing you
Nevertheless, I anticipate enduring immense difficulty acclimating to the absence of your presence


A riverside hotel tonight
This evening, I am staying at a hotel located alongside a body of water


With walls that catch the city lights
The architecture of this location captures the illumination produced by the urban environment


Just tell me you want me
Merely express your desire for my companionship


I don't care if it's true
It does not matter to me whether your affection is genuine or not


′Cause I don't think I'll get used to losing you
For I anticipate struggling to become habituated to your absence


Tell me where did you learn
Inform me regarding the location where you obtained proficiency


To lie so well?
To be able to fabricate lies so adroitly?


To love like a secret
To express love covertly


That you'd never tell?
That you would not disclose?


You've stripped me of everything
You have deprived me of my possessions, my feelings, my identity


And I hate you, I really do
I have an intense aversion towards you, I truly despise you


Still I don't think I'll get used to losing you
Even still, it is my belief that accepting the loss of our relationship will be a daunting task




Writer(s): Will Taylor, Nicholas Hill, Jon Supran, Sam Berridge

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CM

This is the saddest song I’ve ever heard. Makes me want to cry, but I can’t get it out of my head.

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@stefanopesenti444

This is such a masterpiece. By far the most beautiful song I've listened to in the last couple of months

@emmaclarke4724

hoenstly the most under rated band in my opinion

@1984Melike

This song is beautifully sad and has me so emotional. I hope the person who broke your heart realises one day what she lost.

@sarahbstroh6811

I’ve only found this band a few days ago yet I can’t stop listening to all of their masterpieces!

@VikingerOnYT

You guys never let us down, what a song ❤

@TheKatarinaGiselle

I heard this on episode 52 of the latest love island and IMMEDIATELY paused and came to search the lyrics on YouTube. Obsessed already with your band! This reminds me of so much older music and hearing nostaligic music that is newer is such a wholesome and beautiful feeling!
Thank you for creating this song!
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@olihewson3470

I can't believe you guys got Mark Jenkin to direct this song. Two of my favourite things have been existing conflated for three years and I never even knew! Gah.

@elenacemaria

I will never get tired of overplaying this song <3

@semolinaulike

Like all the best tunes, this is a real GROWER! Particularly enjoy the Lennon-esque double-tracked vocal, and the beautiful tone of the ride cymbal (or is it a carefully caressed crash?) during the interludes 👏🏻

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