Kristine Flaherty grew up outside of Chicago, devouring her father's classic rock records and staying up late dancing to Parliament-Funkadelic in the living room. It was this same musical open-mindedness that would later spark her artistic development. She found her musical voice in college, fusing the eclectic power of the Bay Area hip hop scene with her own unique presence, inspired by strong, independent female artists ranging from Missy Elliott and Lauryn Hill to Fiona Apple and Liz Phair.
On stage, K.Flay is a one-woman whirlwind: whether she’s creating beats, singing, rapping or playing guitar, her wit and acerbic charm shine through. Her talents have led her to share the stage with artists including Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, and 3OH!3, where she quickly won over audiences who hadn’t seen anything quite like her before. Further setting her apart from the pack, she serves as her own producer in the studio, methodically infusing her hip hop swagger with a dose of sonic exploration.
With one mixtape (the genre-hopping MASHed Potatoes) already available online, K.Flay is spending the rest of 2010 recording in San Francisco and touring with Passion Pit in October and 3oh!3 in November.
So What
k.flay Lyrics
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I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
I've got a problem with commitment
But hate to sleep alone so highly prone to bad decisions
Should've stopped it as you bit my bottom lip
See my parents split so I'm a total cynic, don't believe in love
I believe in something slightly different
And it was sweet of you to take me out to brunch
But now my jeans are on your ottoman and I'm about to run
Got a show in Atlanta, all alone getting hammered, might've accidentally called you
On the road like forever, and it's cold in December, and I know it's really no excuse
I'm usually a nice girl, didn't mean for you to be hurt
But I'll break your heart and steal your fucking T-shirt
You should know in love and war all is fair
Got your fingers running through my hair
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
Yeah, said it was cute the way I'm
So I deleted every message that you sent me
Think it's probably best to just forget we ever met
I'm a fucking wreck, barely holding steady
Anyway you shake it, you should've taken it as a warning
When I told you I was cold, that I'd be gone by the morning
Got a little faded, told a couple secrets
Like how I only like you on the weekends
Flying straight to Chicago, everyday feeling hollow
, I don't wanna get close nah
Surprise me with the presents, so like right away I'm trying to get the fuck up out of your zip code ah
You got a real job, and a nice apartment, you're perfect
I got a dozen numbers stuffed inside my purse yeah
You should know in love and war all is fair
Watch your fingers running through my hair
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
Ducking under door frames, order even more drinks
Wonder if I'll ever know the pleasure of a sure thing
Lately I feel sick, reeling from real shit
Got a bunch of problems that i just don't want to deal with
So I'm wallowing all alone following monotone
Voices that keep hollering inside my fucking collar bone
Nobody catching me, living like I'm seventeen
Pay no mind I'll just be masterminding my own tragedies
I learned to never trust a man
Heartbreaks had enough of them
So I'm creeping down the stairs, didn't say goodbye
Could be better but I just don't want to try
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
The lyrics of K.Flay's song So What tell the story of a person who is not interested in commitment, but still seeks out physical relationships. The singer of the song admits to not believing in love, due to their parents' divorce, but instead, they "believe in something slightly different." They are a "cold hearted kid" with "no love," who enjoys the company of others, but doesn't want to take it any further than that. They often make bad decisions and are highly prone to doing so. They don't want anyone to get too attached to them, and are not interested in any emotional attachments.
However, despite their best efforts, the singer does hurt people along the way. They may be a "nice girl," but ultimately, they "break your heart and steal your fucking T-shirt." They may not mean to hurt others, but they do it anyway. The song is about the internal struggle of the singer between wanting companionship and not wanting to get too close to anyone emotionally.
Overall, the lyrics of K.Flay's So What are complex and introspective. They explore the singer's fear of commitment and their desire for physical connections. The song ends on a note of ambiguity, with the singer deciding to "just be masterminding [their] own tragedies."
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I left your bed without saying goodbye, but I don't care
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I have trouble with relationships and don't feel much emotion
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
I'll give you a ride home, but don't expect me to answer your calls later
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
I feel no remorse for my actions
I've got a problem with commitment
I struggle with making long-term commitments
But hate to sleep alone so highly prone to bad decisions
I don't like being alone and make poor choices because of it
Should've stopped it as you bit my bottom lip
I knew I should have put an end to things when you kissed me
It's just I really think you thought this was something that it isn't
You have feelings for me, but I don't feel the same way
See my parents split so I'm a total cynic, don't believe in love
My parents' divorce has made me skeptical about love
I believe in something slightly different
I have alternative beliefs about love
And it was sweet of you to take me out to brunch
I appreciate your gesture of taking me out to eat
But now my jeans are on your ottoman and I'm about to run
I left my clothes at your place and am about to leave
Got a show in Atlanta, all alone getting hammered, might've accidentally called you
I have a performance in Atlanta and might drunkenly call you by accident
On the road like forever, and it's cold in December, and I know it's really no excuse
I'm traveling for a long time and it's cold outside, but it's not an excuse for my behavior
I'm usually a nice girl, didn't mean for you to be hurt
I'm typically a nice person and didn't mean to hurt you
But I'll break your heart and steal your fucking T-shirt
I'll hurt your feelings and take your shirt as a souvenir
Yeah, said it was cute the way I'm
You thought my behavior was cute
So I deleted every message that you sent me
I deleted all of your messages from my phone
Think it's probably best to just forget we ever met
It's probably best for us to forget about our encounter
I'm a fucking wreck, barely holding steady
I'm emotionally unstable and struggling to cope
Anyway you shake it, you should've taken it as a warning
You should have realized that I wasn't ready for a serious relationship
When I told you I was cold, that I'd be gone by the morning
When I said I wasn't looking for commitment and would leave soon, I meant it
Got a little faded, told a couple secrets
I got drunk and revealed some personal information
Like how I only like you on the weekends
I enjoy spending time with you casually, but don't want a serious relationship
Flying straight to Chicago, everyday feeling hollow
I'm traveling to Chicago and feeling empty inside
, I don't wanna get close nah
I don't want to get too close to anyone right now
Surprise me with the presents, so like right away I'm trying to get the fuck up out of your zip code ah
You bought me gifts, but I'm already trying to leave your area
You got a real job, and a nice apartment, you're perfect
You have a good job and nice place to live, making you seem perfect on paper
I got a dozen numbers stuffed inside my purse yeah
I have many phone numbers from other people in my purse
Watch your fingers running through my hair
You're touching my hair
Ducking under door frames, order even more drinks
I'm drinking more and walking through doorways without fully standing up
Wonder if I'll ever know the pleasure of a sure thing
I'm wondering if I'll ever experience a guaranteed positive outcome
Lately I feel sick, reeling from real shit
I've been feeling unwell and overwhelmed by life
Got a bunch of problems that i just don't want to deal with
I have many issues that I'm avoiding
So I'm wallowing all alone following monotone
I'm sulking by myself and feeling uninspired
Voices that keep hollering inside my fucking collar bone
I hear voices in my head that won't stop shouting
Nobody catching me, living like I'm seventeen
I feel like no one is looking out for me and am living recklessly
Pay no mind I'll just be masterminding my own tragedies
I'm ignoring my problems and making them worse
I learned to never trust a man
I've learned not to trust men
Heartbreaks had enough of them
I've experienced enough heartbreaks to know better
So I'm creeping down the stairs, didn't say goodbye
I left without saying goodbye
Could be better but I just don't want to try
Things could improve, but I don't want to put in the effort
Writer(s): KRISTINE FLAHERTY, ALEX FITTS
Contributed by Jeremiah D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@gorgusdidlo9602
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
I've got a problem with commitment
But hate to sleep alone so highly prone to bad decisions
Should've stopped it as you bit my bottom lip
It's just I really think you thought this was something that it isn't
See my parents split so I'm a total cynic, don't believe in love
I believe in something slightly different
And it was sweet of you to take me out to brunch
But now my jeans are on your ottoman and I'm about to run
Got a show in Atlanta, all alone getting hammered, might've accidentally called you
On the road like forever, and it's cold in December, and I know it's really no excuse
I'm usually a nice girl, didn't mean for you to be hurt
But I'll break your heart and steal your fucking T-shirt
You should know in love and war all is fair
Got your fingers running through my hair
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
Yeah, said it was cute the way I'm empty
So I deleted every message that you sent me
Think it's probably best to just forget we ever met
I'm a fucking wreck, barely holding steady
Anyway you shake it, you should've taken it as a warning
When I told you I was cold, that I'd be gone by the morning
Got a little faded, told a couple secrets
Like how I only like you on the weekends
Flying straight to Chicago, everyday feeling hollow
Churn it out, I don't wanna get close nah
Surprise me with the presents, so like right away I'm trying to get the fuck up out of your zip code ah
You got a real job, and a nice apartment, you're perfect
I got a dozen numbers stuffed inside my purse yeah
You should know in love and war all is fair
Watch your fingers running through my hair
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
Ducking under door frames, order even more drinks
Wonder if I'll ever know the pleasure of a sure thing
Lately I feel sick, reeling from real shit
Got a bunch of problems that I just don't want to deal with
So I'm wallowing all alone following monotone
Voices that keep hollering inside my fucking collar bone
Nobody catching me, living like I'm seventeen
Pay no mind I'll just be masterminding my own tragedies
I learned to never trust a man
Heartbreaks had enough of them
So I'm creeping down the stairs, didn't say goodbye
Could be better but I just don't want to try
Yeah I snuck out your bed, so what
I'm a cold hearted kid, no love
I'll take you home but I won't take your calls
And I'm not sorry at all, I'm not sorry at all
@ktfcrusader1952
Words cannot describe how much I love her voice...
@waynecampbell4835
This is a good tune love the beat..
@davidg1558
Yes sir
@EDISMDLmFaO
I cannot wait until you're famous, I'm so obsessed with your voice holy fuck
@user-rj5dj3lf8y
i agree 100%
@TheP1ssed0ffR0b0ts
She's getting there. I mean, she's in the new Need for Speed now.
@GlucoseGarbage
and nominated for 2 grammy's
@midgetpimpsu
Well She's Famous now lol and I'm Super obsessed with her voice too heee heee :)
@user-hw1ye4wh8k
Das beste Lied von k.flay❤️
@E-D-i-T-0-R
Das und we hate everyone