Cynthia
Jessi Blue Lyrics


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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
La da da da da
La da da da da da

Not good enough to be an artist, not good enough to write
My love for you was delicate but wasn′t worth the fight
The things you fucking said to me the night you swore it right
Sometimes I'll scream and scratch and crawl until turn on the lights
I love you more than I love me, the trees and mockingbirds
You told me that you′d die for me the morning that you heard
I asked you how you felt about it, then you plead the fifth
Told your friends to laugh at me, then pretend I don't exist

I said, "Boy you're acting pretty whack,
If you had a problem with it why the fuck′d you kiss me back
Hold your hand in the hallway, the shit you let them call me
But every time you′re in my bed you're asking me for foreplay
On your knees begging, ′Lady lover, give me art thou'
But my girlfriend loves me more than you could ever even know how
You could ever even know how"

You kissed me like you found God
You had your good girl facade
Wear your necklace that I bought
Bet you′re glad we didn't get caught

You′re running off to tell my mom, before I could even blink
But you forgot the part where it's her Malibu we drink
Sis she told me she would fuck you up if it would make you think
I told her to back off cause she was 'bout to turn eighteen
I know that you′re just jealous that I get to be myself
And I′ve known who that girl is since the time that I was twelve
Please give it a rest, bitch it's time to go to bed
I′m sure I'm in your dreams, yeah you see me in your head
You should be embarrassed
I know you′ll really feel it when you see my ass in Paris
You thought that you could text me when I was with my wife
I don't give a fuck about you so go enjoy your life, oh
And I owe you nothing
No apologies especially a feelings I don′t got 'em
Tell me to get over it, I said I'll trust the process
You just need to monitor your fundamental progress

You kissed me like you found God
You had your good girl facade
Wear your necklace I bought
Bet you′re glad we didn′t get caught
You kissed me like you found God
You had your good girl facade
Wear your necklace that I bought
Bet you're glad we didn′t get caught

(-beep- is so fucking stupid,
I wanna shove a taco up her fucking ass, she's so-
Like, you can just tell that she′s like that dumb blonde
Bitch who hates black People and is like, super ignorant, and like)

You're more fucked up than I thought
You put a twist in my clock
What′s your middle name I forgot
Just kidding bitch, you can rot





(Mm, fuck I wanna fight her
I would literally -beep-)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Jessi Blue's song Cynthia describe a tumultuous relationship plagued by intense emotions and confusion. The singer expresses insecurity about their artistic abilities, as well as their love for their partner, who is unreliable and hurtful. Despite feeling like they are not good enough, the singer is deeply committed to their partner and loves them more than themselves, trees, and mockingbirds. However, their partner's behavior is inconsistent, as they declare their love and then make fun of the singer behind their back. The singer also references sexual encounters and their partner's hypocrisy, where they act like a good girl in public but beg for sex in private. Ultimately, the singer declares that they owe their partner nothing and that they should move on with their life. The final lines of the song contain an offensive insult directed towards someone named "Cynthia."


Line by Line Meaning

Not good enough to be an artist, not good enough to write
Feeling inadequate in my abilities to create art or express my thoughts in writing.


My love for you was delicate but wasn't worth the fight
Even though I loved you and cared for you, our relationship wasn't worth the trouble it caused.


The things you fucking said to me the night you swore it right
The hurtful and insulting things you said to me the night you assured me you were right.


Sometimes I'll scream and scratch and crawl until turn on the lights
My emotions get the best of me sometimes, making me feel the need to lash out and cry.


I love you more than I love me, the trees and mockingbirds
I am consumed by my love for you, more than anything else in my life, including myself and nature.


You told me that you'd die for me the morning that you heard
You promised me you would do anything for me, even die, when you first found out about your feelings for me.


I asked you how you felt about it, then you plead the fifth
When I asked how you truly felt about me, you refused to answer, pleading the fifth amendment.


Told your friends to laugh at me, then pretend I don't exist
You made a mockery of our relationship and asked your friends to treat me as if I didn't even exist.


If you had a problem with it why the fuck'd you kiss me back
If you truly had a problem with our relationship, why did you kiss me and engage in intimate acts with me?


But every time you're in my bed you're asking me for foreplay
You constantly seek intimacy with me, even though you seem to have issues with our relationship.


But my girlfriend loves me more than you could ever even know how
My girlfriend loves me more than you ever will be able to, no matter how much you try.


You kissed me like you found God
Our kisses were intense, almost as if you had experienced something other-worldly or miraculous.


You had your good girl facade
You pretended to be a good person, but in reality, you had secrets and ulterior motives.


Bet you're glad we didn't get caught
You are relieved that our relationship stayed a secret from others and wasn't discovered.


You're more fucked up than I thought
I am realizing how disturbed you are, more so than I had previously believed.


You put a twist in my clock
You messed with my head, causing me to feel off-balance and confused.


What's your middle name I forgot
I am starting to forget things about you, including some of the intimate details of your life.


Just kidding bitch, you can rot
I am joking, but I don't care about you or what you do with the rest of your life.




Writer(s): Jessi Blue

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