“Let Me Love You” was written when I realized that the love I had for someone would never be reciprocated. It felt like bleeding yourself dry just to be acknowledged — giving everything simply because you want to see someone else happy. I remember writing it feeling completely disconnected from the world, lit only by the glimmer of a lamp as I stared at a dirty carpet.
“I Would” comes from the same place. Heartbreak is painful, but it makes great material — just pure longing for something that could never happen.
“(whisper song)” was written late at night, on the eve of starting a new school. Everyone was asleep, so I had to whisper — that’s where the title came from, and I still find myself whispering when I sing it. The song documents my “dance” with suicidal ideation: wanting someone to beg me to stay, wanting the world to fall apart without me, imagining my own funeral and who might walk through the church doors. It’s a deeply messed up song, but an honest one.
“Butterflies Keep Me Awake” explores emotional numbness and the death of the soul — monotony, the vastness of space compared to how small you feel, the desire to stay tucked in bed away from the world, away from small talk, away from the emptiness that threatens to swallow you whole.
“Let Me Love You” was written when I realized that the love I had for someone would never be reciprocated. It felt like bleeding yourself dry just to be acknowledged — giving everything simply because you want to see someone else happy. I remember writing it feeling completely disconnected from the world, lit only by the glimmer of a lamp as I stared at a dirty carpet.
“I Would” comes from the same place. Heartbreak is painful, but it makes great material — just pure longing for something that could never happen.
“(whisper song)” was written late at night, on the eve of starting a new school. Everyone was asleep, so I had to whisper — that’s where the title came from, and I still find myself whispering when I sing it. The song documents my “dance” with suicidal ideation: wanting someone to beg me to stay, wanting the world to fall apart without me, imagining my own funeral and who might walk through the church doors. It’s a deeply messed up song, but an honest one.
“Butterflies Keep Me Awake” explores emotional numbness and the death of the soul — monotony, the vastness of space compared to how small you feel, the desire to stay tucked in bed away from the world, away from small talk, away from the emptiness that threatens to swallow you whole.