The track was written one night in the studio when Wallows were recording the EP, with Dylan explaining to Clash Music:
Originally it (Spring) was going to be a five-song EP but then Cole made a demo and we were like, dude what we need to add that. We decided to do it and wrote it that night in the studio.
"What did the band and producer John Congleton initially disagree on?"
"'John wanted to have a different drum beat, a swing drum beat or whatever. So we recorded the song that way and it was all good. And we didn’t really have any time to process it. But two days later, we all listened to it and John really loved it and we were like “no, no, no.” Then one day, he was out with the flu and we were in the studio with his assistant, and we re-recorded the drums. And when he came back, we said “John, we re-recorded the drums.” He was like, “Of course!” Then he heard it and was like, “OK.” He was so chill.'"
- Braeden Lemasters for Variance Magazine
these days
Wallows Lyrics
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I'm tryna understand these days
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
Your way or mine
You spent every second with him, you're takin' what you're givin'
Your mother don't approve of the way that you've been livin'
She says he puts you through it, you shouldn't let him do it
My mind is open wide, I think of it a thousand times
That empty space left in my bed from when you stayed the night
We were fucked up but you still made sure I slept on my side
I still wake up wishin' you're there when I open my eyes
Your way
I'm tryna understand these days
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
Your way or mine
You spent every second with him, you're takin' what you're givin'
Your mother don't approve of the way that you've been livin'
She says he puts you through it (my mind is open wide)
You shouldn't let him do it (I think of it a thousand times)
And if there is a voice (that empty space left in my)
In your head, don't listen to it
Your way
I'm tryna understand these days
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
Your way
Your way
I'm tryna understand these days
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
Your way
Your way
I'm tryna understand these days
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
Your way or mine
The song These Days by Wallows is a song about a person who is trying to figure out the circumstances of their love life. The song uses the repetition of the phrase, "Your way or mine" to highlight the confusion the person is feeling about his love interest's feelings. The singer is trying to understand the girl's emotions towards him and debates whether she feels the same way as him or not. The singer is aware that they have different outlooks towards the relationship and wonders if it is worth it for him to continue pursuing her. The lyrics "I need to know if you're feeling it or I'm wasting my time" emphasize the singer's anxiety about wasting his time on the girl if she is not interested in him.
The song also explores themes of regret and loneliness. The lyrics "That empty space left in my bed from when you stayed the night" express the singer's feeling of emptiness caused by his love interest's absence. He regrets that she is not with him and wishes that she was there with him in bed. The song closes on a melancholic note, with the repetition of the verse "Your way or mine" highlighting the singer's confusion about the romantic relationship.
Line by Line Meaning
Your way
The perspective or approach that you take
I'm tryna understand these days
I'm attempting to comprehend our current situation
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
I require confirmation if you share the same emotions, or else I'm expending futile efforts
Your way or mine
We have different methods, and we must determine whose to follow
You spent every second with him, you're takin' what you're givin'
You devote all of your time to him and accept everything that he provides
Your mother don't approve of the way that you've been livin'
Your mother does not agree with the lifestyle you've adopted
She says he puts you through it, you shouldn't let him do it
She claims that he causes you distress, and you should not tolerate it
And if there is a voice in your head, don't listen to it
If there's an internal voice that tries to convince you to stay, ignore it
My mind is open wide, I think of it a thousand times
I keep my thoughts unrestricted and ponder over it frequently
That empty space left in my bed from when you stayed the night
I still feel the absence of your presence from the last time you spent the night
We were f*cked up but you still made sure I slept on my side
Despite being inebriated, you ensured I slept comfortably and safely
I still wake up wishing you're there when I open my eyes
I still yearn for you when I wake up in the morning
Your way or mine
We still have to decide which approach to adopt
I'm tryna understand these days
I'm still attempting to make sense of our situation
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
I need to be sure about your stance; otherwise, my efforts will be for naught
Your way
You must make your stance known
Your way
I'm still waiting to hear your approach
I'm tryna understand these days
I'm still struggling to comprehend our current situation
I need to know if you're feelin' it or I'm wastin' my time
I need to be sure that you share my emotions or else should stop my futile efforts
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Braeden Matthew Lemasters, Cole Taylor Preston, Dylan Minnette, Julian McClanahan, Remi Francis Wolf
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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