11 blocks /live/
Wrabel Lyrics

11 blocks from my door to your doorstep
The physical distance between my home and your home is 11 blocks.

Three years later and it feels too close
Despite the passage of time, the proximity between our homes still feels uncomfortably close.

I thought I broke the last of that breakdown
I believed that I had finally moved on from our past emotional turmoil.

The morning I sold your winter coat
On the day that I sold your winter coat, something shifted within me and I began to long for you again.

It doesn't feel right when I'm grabbing a coffee
The familiar places we used to frequent together no longer feel right when I am alone.

The same old spot, but I'm on my own
Despite being in the same location, the act of being there without you feels completely different and isolating.

I feel okay in the day, but at nighttime
During the day, I am able to function without you, but at night the loneliness sets in and I struggle to cope.

You know how I get when I'm alone
You are aware of how I struggle to handle isolation and loneliness.

'Cause my mind won't stop, it's just 11 blocks
The constant barrage of thoughts and memories related to you prevents me from moving on, and the distance between our homes only exacerbates this.

I know that you're home
Despite not being with you physically, I am acutely aware of your presence and that you are close by.

'Cause it's Friday night, you're not that type
I am convinced that you would not be out on a Friday night, and therefore must be home.

14 blocks from your door to this party
The distance between your home and the party I am attending is 14 blocks.

I caught myself counting on the way
I was unable to resist counting the blocks between your home and the party, despite knowing it would only heighten my longing for you.

And right when I stepped in the door to the party
As soon as I arrived at the party, I felt the need to escape and be alone.

I stepped outside to grab a smoke
I physically removed myself from the party to be alone with my thoughts and likely smoke a cigarette.

Someone stop me, please, from hurting myself
I know that obsessing over you is not healthy, and I plead for someone to intervene and stop me from hurting myself emotionally.

'Cause I'm two blocks away and you're hurting my health
The physical closeness between us is beginning to affect my mental and emotional wellbeing.

And it's Friday night, you're not that type
Despite knowing that it may not be true, I convince myself that you are home because it is a Friday night and you typically do not go out.

Somebody stop me
I am unable to stop myself from obsessing over you and need outside help to move on.

I should be going home
Despite not wanting to leave the party, I know that I should be heading home to the person who is waiting for me.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Phrase repeated throughout the song to emphasize the weight of the emotions being expressed.

Well, I met someone
After struggling with my feelings for you for so long, I have finally met someone new.

And I think I'm in love
My new relationship is making me question if what I felt for you was truly love or if it was simply longing.

But my mind won't stop, it's just 11 blocks
Despite being in a new relationship, the proximity between our homes and the memories associated with them continue to consume me.

And I met someone and I swear I'm in love
I am convinced that my new relationship is real and that what I feel for them is true love.

But I'm two blocks away and you're just like a drug
Despite moving on and finding love elsewhere, the physical closeness between us still has an addictive pull on me.

I got somebody
I am currently in a relationship with someone new.

Waiting for me at home
My new partner is waiting for me to return home to them.