What You Heard by Sonder - Topic (2024)

f*ck your mind up, waste time
I'm prone to that, do it all the time
Keep your guard up or wait in line
You don't need me, please believe me
This ain't easy, you know I've been feindin'
Let me unleash my demons on you

What's the word? Tell me what you've heard

Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts
When I get you to myself, it's murder
What's the word? Tell me what you've heard
Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts
When I get you to myself, it's murder

What you mean, you and me? I'm here all by myself
You around, she's around, just be polite and not leave her out
What the f*ck you call this? Hopeless, not romantic
I ain't got no kids, so don't be so childish
You be wildin', I be wildin', too
But not like you, sh*t, maybe a little like you
Maybe we ain't so different, maybe I be trippin', too

What's the word? Tell me what you've heard
Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts
When I get you to myself, it's murder
What's the word? Tell me what you've heard
Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts
When I get you to myself, it's murder

You ain't gotta worry
Bout a thing, bout a thing

You ain't gotta worry
Bout a thing, bout a thing

If he was a winner
Girl, you wouldn't have to worry 'bout a damn thing
If I was up in it, sh*t, I bet a pound that I'd put it down
Make you forget that you was ever with him
And I hate talking 'bout my stroke game
But girl, I'm giving you the whole thing
I could put like 25 on your finger, five for your shades
So you can't see these other nigg*s
They won't call you again, that's enough
I could see you're wasting time
Would you pay it out to me? You're in the wrong hands

I just want to clock in, night and day, I'll stay
I'll be more open if you keep it open

The lyrics to "What You Heard" by Sonder - Topic delve into themes of self-reflection, emotional vulnerability, and romantic complexities. The opening lines "f*ck your mind up, waste time / I'm prone to that, do it all the time" suggest a sense of self-awareness about wasting time and potentially causing confusion or chaos. The singer expresses a struggle with keeping their guard up and feeling the need to unleash their inner demons onto someone else, acknowledging that it is not an easy task.

The repeated questioning of "What's the word?" and asking to be informed about what others have heard may indicate a desire for honesty and transparency in relationships. The plea to "tell me when it hurts" conveys a willingness to confront emotional pain and challenges head-on. The mention of "it's murder" when they have the other person to themselves could represent an intense and overwhelming emotional experience when alone with that individual.

The middle section of the song explores themes of loneliness, self-doubt, and comparison to others. The singer grapples with feelings of isolation despite being surrounded by others, highlighting the struggle to connect and find genuine companionship. The mention of being childish and wilding out suggests a sense of immaturity and recklessness, but also a realization of common ground with the other person.

The final verses of the song shift towards themes of reassurance and desire to provide stability and comfort to a romantic interest. The singer promises that the other person does not need to worry about anything when they are together, suggesting a sense of security and reliability in the relationship. The mention of material possessions like rings and shades may symbolize a desire to lavish the other person with gifts and attention. The closing lines express a willingness to be vulnerable and open if reciprocated, indicating a desire for mutual trust and communication in the relationship.

f*ck your mind up, waste time
Disrupt your thoughts, lose time

I'm prone to that, do it all the time
I tend to do that regularly

Keep your guard up or wait in line
Stay cautious or face consequences

You don't need me, please believe me
You can do without me, trust me

This ain't easy, you know I've been feindin'
This is difficult, I've been craving

Let me unleash my demons on you
Allow me to reveal my flaws to you

What's the word? Tell me what you've heard
What's the gossip? Inform me of rumors

Don't tell me what to do, just tell me when it hurts
Don't give instructions, just let me know when it's painful

When I get you to myself, it's murder
When I have you alone, it's intense

You ain't gotta worry
You have no need to stress

Bout a thing, bout a thing
About anything at all