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He Is We Pour Me Out Lyrics

Last updated: 12/12/2011 10:00:00 AM

Wake up in the morning, it's not so bad.
I can taste you on my lips, and it makes me sad.
there's a part of me that just wants you back,
You're the one thing I want, that I never did have.
That I never did have.
Oh, no.

Fill me up,
Steam me up.
Hear me shout,
Tip me over and pour me out.
Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet.
Do I have to cry out?
Can you hear me?
Oh just to be with you.

Oh gosh this bed it feels so cold,
My head was filled by the lies you told.
But to this day my heart you stole,
In a bind left behind waiting for your call.

Fill me up,
Steam me up.
Hear me shout,
Tip me over and pour me out.
Pour me out on the concrete,
Next to your feet.
Do I have to cry out?
Can you hear me?
Oh just to be with you.

I will lay awake tonight,
And nothing here is feeling right.
So what's a girl to do,
With a mess like you?

Pour me out,
On the concrete,
Next to your feet.
Do I have to cry out?
Can you hear me?
Oh just to be.
Pour me out,
On the concrete, next to your feet.
Do I have to cry out?
Can you hear me?
Can your hear me?
Do I have to cry?
Can you hear me?
Oh just to be just to be with you.
Oh just to be with you.
Oh just to be with you.





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PS Correction | Reviewer: Billie | 12/12/11

By the way...a verse is missing from these lyrics and it goes where another verse doesnt belong in this song. The verse that doesnt belong is the one that includes "witha mess like you..." and the replacement goes along the lines of " find me outside sitting in the rain on the curb in pain, my heart is breaking. You look at me holding onto a dream that filled me long ago but I'm still waiting..I'm still holding on." My favorite verse:)



12/11/2011 | Reviewer: Billie | 12/11/11

This is my favorite He Is We song. I love the chorus and simply the melody behind it. Whenever I am lying awake at night thinking of old times when I once had a friend who I would do anything for, just to be with him, I listen to this song. In this song Rachel is basically comparing herself to a teapot, and the person that put her on the burner and is making her scream and cry is also the man she lives, even though he never belonged to her she feels like he should have. So now she just wants him to pour her out next to him where she can be with him, at his feet where she has always been. When she sings about sittiing on the curb in the rain waiting for him, she is simply remembering the way she used to feel for him and the way he used to make her feel. She is holding onto the memory of the dream she had for them both and to the memory of the way that dream used to make her feel happy. But now, she sits alone as she did before and longs more than ever to be poured out. She doesnt know what to do with or about him anymore. And that is the simple story of my life and how this reminds me of a time when I was happy, when he made me happy and now just sits and watches me cry without a care. Peace is in sleep, sweet dreams.