[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
They told me, but I wouldn't listen
(Wouldn't listen)

[Verse 1]
Some days I just sit here writing these songs
Something inside me keeps telling me what went wrong
Been thinking 'bout choices, thinking 'bout time
Guess sometimes the hardest lessons make you rewind

[Chorus]
And oh, I didn't believe my family
And oh, I couldn't let them see
And oh, it wasn't up to me
And oh, I didn't wanna leave
(They knew better than me)

[Rap]
Mama told me watch out for those sweet little lies
Daddy said he saw right through your alibis
Sister caught you acting different on the block
But I was too caught up in what we had to stop
Now I'm mixing pain with bottles just to cope
Trying to forget the promises you broke
Every warning sign was there in black and white
But love makes you blind, yeah, that's what they say right?
Remember when my cousin pulled me to the side
Said your reputation had a darker side
I got defensive, said they didn't know you
Now I'm writing tracks about how they saw through you
Six months wasted, could've saved myself the hurt
Could've listened when they said you'd do me dirt
Now I'm in the studio just laying down
All these verses 'bout the truth I finally found

[Bridge]
(They saw it coming)
Should've known better
(They tried to tell me)
Should've looked closer
(They reached out to me)
Should've listened harder
(They knew all along)
Should've trusted them

[Verse 2]
Every day I'm healing, learning from the past
Family's still here though, that love's built to last
Sometimes the hardest part of growing up
Is admitting when the ones who raised you were right enough

[Chorus]
And oh, I didn't believe my family
And oh, I couldn't let them see
And oh, it wasn't up to me
And oh, I didn't wanna leave
(They knew better than me)

[Outro]
They knew better
(They knew better than me)
They knew better
(Should've listened)
They knew better

(My Broken Heart writes these Sad Songs remix)

Shoulda Listened

Matt One presenting:
Secret Service & Real Life - Flash In The Night + Send Me An Angel (Matt One Reworked Mix)

based on tracks and extracting audio elements (like vocals) from:

Flash In The Night  
Album: "Cutting Corners"
(1982)
Real Life 
Album: "Heartland" 
(1983)

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Secret Service & Real Life - Flash In The Night + Send Me An Angel (Matt One Reworked Mix)

A toxic loop in slow motion. “Off You” tells the truth about lying to yourself. You say it’s over. You say you’re done. But you’re still answering the door at midnight. A throwback to 90s R&B,, this track is raw, cold, and cracked open.
🔁 You in my bed, but I ain’t on you.

Off You

Plask, mask, fjäril, glas
Solen gömmer sig, underbar grimas
Dröm, göm, vän, hem
Dansar i regnet, jag ler igen

Bucket on the doorstep, socks soaked through
She’s stompin’ in puddles like she’s got a clue
Rain hits her fringe, hoodie way too big
She spins, says “Papa, I’m a fish! Do a wiggle and jig”

No punchline needed, this right here’s the joke
A life so small, but my god it spoke
Through boots full of splashes, thunder in play
The rainbow I see when it’s all gone grey

Drip, drop, splash, sway
We smile at the rain, come what may
Skip, hop, giggle, sing
The sky don't hold back a single thing

brittle butterfly, dance, string and jab
storm-footed light, hands open to grab
A second of time, like a coin in a jar
Moments don’t last, but they carry you far

Asked once if the clouds feel pain
They let it fall, to paint the stain
Nods like she gets it, dance ain’t done
“Don’t cry too hard, Mr. Rain, we’re just havin’ fun!”

Plip, plap, tip, tap
Rain’s just rhythm for feet that clap
Drop, dribble, hum, sway
laughs with the storm, all in a day

Brused and batters, sung and said
Aye such peace in me cluttered head
There she goes, breakin’ old lore
Aye she’s been here before, and wants more

No camera, verse could wrap this sight
Trailing rain, stitched in light
You’d think joy comes from sun or spring
It blooms from hand to hold, a heart to cling.

Pat, pat, fall, flow
Every storm brings room to grow
Tread, twirl, rain, shine
sweet daffodil, still mine.

Rain on the clothesline, shirts doin’ a waltz
She hums to the sky like it’s all her fault
“Maybe I dreamt this,” she grins with a skip,
“Maybe the clouds just needed a drip.”

Steam on the window, fog on the breath
Her fingers draw hearts like she’s spellin’ out depth
No grand truth, just the puddles we cross
But we’re here, and we’re dancing, that’s gain, stones to toss.

Swish, swash, spin, sway
Hearts don’t break when we play this way
Blip, bop, bounce, beam
Love rides the drops in every stream

We sang to the bins, we blessed the drain
Ordained every puddle in her silly rain reign
Swore the snails had secrets, gave the worms a cheer
Her kingdom of damp, and I’m happy here

Aye, and if grief’s a guest, let it pour some tea
We'll toast the drizzle, both wild and free
Not all’s fixed, and that’s alright
Some things shine best in the middle of night

Flick, flash, drop, glide
You and the rain, side by side
Tap, tiptoe, twirl, grin
The world comes back, and lets you in

Cwtsh, gwlyb, cannwyll, llygad
Glaw yn dawnsio, dim ots am y gwadd
Un, dau, tri, pedwar, tro
Rwy’n gwenu ar y glaw, fy nghariad fach o’r fro

Gwenu ar y Glaw

Tender Tides

Lies on Repeat.wav

The ground’s heavy with last night’s rain,
Muddy boots sink where the heart’s been slain.
Fertile soil, churned by lonesome feet,
Holds the weight of promises we couldn’t keep.
Icy eyes stare through a whiskey-soaked dawn,
Curses howled where the river runs strong.
A scarecrow sags, straw spillin’ like tears,
Leakin’ old memories, haunted by years.
The blues hum low, a freight train’s moan,
Draggin’ my soul from a lover’s gone.
Broken chairs crash from a heartache’s height,
Landin’ in puddles of yesterday’s fight.
Horizon’s heavy, a gray shroud of pain,
Her locket swings, holdin’ locks of rain.
Trains rumble past, leavin’ dust and ache,
Smoke curls up where my dreams break.
I’m overgrown with fields of regret,
A patched-up man, payin’ love’s debt.
Still, in the mud, a spark holds tight,
Singin’ soft comfort through the long, cold night.
Old coins rust in wells of desire,
Their wishes drowned in a heart’s quagmire.
This road’s my home, gritty and worn,
Singin’ the blues ‘til my soul’s reborn.

Last Night's Rain

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Night Lovell

It means a storm in your veins 
A thistle crown on the hills 
The mist rolls in like an old refrain
 It’s fire in the cold It’s stories never told 

To be Scottish is to sing in the rain 
To dance with the ghosts of the glen It’s the ache of the bagpipes calling again 
Oh To be Scottish is to fight and to mend

Highland heart .mp3

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