𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐲 ( 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 '𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕')

I Made It All Up

Written: July 2nd, 2021

Genre: Probably mellow, dark pop or an angry pop punk song would slay for the sound but I'm literally never ever recording this in the future or ever singing it, so imagine it to sound any way you want.

A/N: All I will say is that this song is about mommy issues... I wrote this shit when I was 14, I was so devastated and disappointed back then. I'm used to it now though and don't cry about it anymore. I'm stronger now and don't really care anymore. The bridge aged very well, wow. Please don't pity me or anything, it's better off this way. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger 💅

INTRO/CHORUS:

it's made up, i made it all up

your impeccable traits

turns out they're all flaws

so don't ask me what's wrong

cause i've had enough

1ST VERSE:

don't think that there's really an us anymore

like a fragile sheet of paper, you tore us up

it's on you all along

you have the nerve to ask what's the fuss

i'm not happy, can't you tell?

so don't expect me to lighten up and smile

just because you want me to

PRE-CHORUS:

at the moment shit ain't well

can't block the noise of your yells

loud like a running wishing well

nothing's ever good enough for you

CHORUS:

it's made up, i made it all up

the good times, turns out they're all lies

reminiscing on days built on my demise

cause it's not right

it's made up, i made it all up

your impeccable traits

turns out they're all flaws

so don't ask me what's wrong

cause i've had enough

2ND VERSE:

quit messing with my head

i really wish you'd leave me alone instead

feeling helpless, tears on my bed

unstable emotions rushing all over

and you're doing your best

while me? i'm wishing it was the end

all at my own expense

how i wish i had the power to getaway

you're too blind to see my value

PRE-CHORUS:

and how fed up i am assisting with your issues

you never have to witness the droplets of tears pouncing onto a tissue

i cry, almost all the time

and it's all because of you

CHORUS:

it's made up, i made it all up

the good times, turns out they're all lies

reminiscing on days built on my demise

cause it's not right

it's made up, i made it all up

your impeccable traits

turns out they're all flaws

so don't ask me what's wrong

cause i've had enough

BRIDGE:

go on, take it all on me, pick a fight

maybe four years from now i'll find someone nice

someone who'll really care

and be there when i'm feeling down

they'll be the support of a whole sympathetic crowd

i won't have to cry anymore

they'll tolerate my presence, and make me smile

all this bullshit will be worth the while

OUTRO:

it'll no longer be made up

it'll be real, all real

not a fraud, but the real deal

I won't have to bottle up and seal what i feel

cause i'll find love that's real

love that's the real deal