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Singer Kayla Hang
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Original Artist - Amanda Yang
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Pretend (I'm Okay)Remix By Kayla Hang

When I Was Your Man (TwentyForSeven Cover)

War For You

There’s a quiet truth hiding between arguments and reconciliations — the rhythm of relationships that break and mend, sometimes within the same day. “Obviously” drifts through that cycle with the warmth of nostalgia and the chill of déjà vu — where every fight feels like the end, and every morning somehow resets the world again.

Layered over dreamy synths and gentle basslines, the lyrics sketch the comedy and tragedy of domestic life: the cat litter that sparks a cold war, the Tesla dreams that fade by breakfast, the moods that rise and fall like ocean tides. It’s funny, yes — but behind the laughter lies something tender and real: the quiet endurance of love that keeps going, even when it shouldn’t have to.

This is music for those who’ve argued, apologized, and brewed tea in the same breath — who understand that peace in love isn’t permanent, but cyclical, fragile, and strangely beautiful.

🎧 Play it on a quiet evening. Let it wash over you like memory and irony sharing the same bed.

Lyrics:

You said the car was ancient,
And we need electric dreams.
You stormed out to the garden,
Cursing gasoline.
I spent the night on Google,
Reading Tesla magazines —
Next morning you said softly,
“Why are you talking about machines?”

’Cause yesterday you were fed up with me — obviously.
Throwing thunder like a queen of tragedy.
But now you’re smiling, drinking your tea,
Like nothing ever happened —
Well, maybe it’s me.
’Cause yesterday you were fed up with me, obviously.

You told me clean the cat’s throne,
I said, “Sure,” and then I dozed.
You found it, hissed like lightning —
I swear the litter froze.
You slammed the door dramatically,
Declared I’m lazy scum,
Today you hum Adele songs,
And call me “Sweetie-bum.”

But yesterday you were fed up with me — obviously.
You threatened to move in with your mom in Sicily.
But now you’re humming songs in C-major key,
Like peace has landed in our balcony.
Yeah, yesterday you were fed up with me, obviously.

I keep a list of topics banned,
Like “vacations” and “curtains” and “brand of jam.”
You’ll find a reason, out of thin air,
To start a war — and forget it’s there.
So I just nod, and sip my brew,
Waitin’ for the next déjà-vu.

You cried ‘bout kitchen color,
Said “Mint green makes me sick!”
Now the walls are painted lilac,
And you ask, “Who did this trick?”
I tried to fix what broke your mood,
But moods are clouds at sea —
Drifting fast, and laughing loud,
While I keep my sanity.

But yesterday you were fed up with me — obviously.
You nearly threw the wedding china at me.
But now you’re sweet as a summer breeze,
Kissin’ my cheek like an amnesty.
So I’ll enjoy it while it’s calm and free —
Till the next storm hits at three.
’Cause yesterday you were fed up with me — obviously.

Everything’s fine again? You’re not angry anymore?
Right… let’s wait for the next issue — should arrive soon.

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