Top Floor
Naughty Boy/Ed Sheeran Lyrics

I can see the city life
I am observing the busy, hectic city from my vantage point on the top floor.

From where I stand on the top floor
I am situated at a high place in a building, allowing me to see the panoramic view of the city.

But I'm not sure if I'm dead
I feel disoriented and unrecognizable with my surroundings, that I'm uncertain if I'm still alive.

I raise my hands to the clouds
To seek guidance and support, I extend my arms and hands towards the sky and the heavens above.

To check if heaven is with me now
I am wondering if my actions and decisions will lead me to attain the life's ultimate goal of reaching heaven.

Cause the devil's in my bed
I have a partner who is causing me mental torture, resembling the malicious nature of the devil.

And she won't love me like she could
My companion is incapable of reciprocating the love that I have shown her, and I know she has more potential for love than what she gives.

She won't hold me like you would
The embrace and warmth that my companion provides cannot compare to the comforting touch of my previous partner.

I bid this city goodnight
As the night approaches, I bid farewell to the noisy and bustling city outside, hopeful that the calmness of the night will bring clarity to my thoughts.

And colored street lamps spark my eyes
The colorful and vibrant streetlights captivate and revive my drained energy and provide me with new hope and confidence.

When it's quiet I'll go
Once the noise and chaos of the city have settled down, I will sneak away and leave behind my thoughts and memories.

And say my sweetest goodbye
I will bid a heartfelt farewell to the city, with the sweetest parting message I can muster.

Under billboards of fast food and mobile phones
I choose to say goodbye under the advertising billboards, where there is a saturation of distractions and temptations that have no depth or meaning.

Cause they won't treat me like they should
These worldly material things cannot satisfy the emptiness and longings inside me as much as a personal and meaningful relationship can.

Cause they don't need me like you would
The lack of emotional connection and need from these material things reminds me of how indispensable and valued I felt when I was with my previous partner.

My toes curl, clutched to the edge
I feel the tension and anxiety that one would feel if they were on the edge of a cliff, with curled toes and tight grip.

I'm filled up with regret
I regret the choices I have made that have led me to this point of loneliness and confusion.

Could you forgive me yet?
I question whether my previous partner could forgive me for my actions and thoughts which led to our separation.

Would you know if I fell
I ponder whether anyone would notice or care if something bad were to happen to me.

From this hotel?
I am asking from the perspective of being in a hotel, which is representative of my current transient and unstable state of mind.