Group: Concept ideas post

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Artist illustrating lyrics
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(Ideas)

I tried to get you to communicate instead of walking out on everything

I said let's have it out, let's go wild

Two months ago we were talking bout a wedding now we're walking past each other in a Tesco aisle

I'm as bitter as the Boddingtons I drown my sorrows in    (Holding a can of boddingtons)

I heard about that Gotye sound and borrowed it

Since you went and left all my sympathetic friends said,

"Don't worry, she's gonna come around tomorrow, kid"

They mean well but I don't believe that babe

Tomorrow never comes, I never see that day

You're the exit sign I hunt for above the front door

Because you really didn't have to leave that way

But that wasn't enough

You grabbed all of your stuff

I just sat alone in the flat, calling your bluff

Then I tried to call you after a couple of days

Your position was the same but your number was changed

But you didn't have to cut me off                                                                             (Tearing up a photo)

Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing    (Vignette ,hazy, dream like shot of couple)

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough                   (Woman shouting at man, arguing)

No you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number              (Woman walking away)

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know                                     (shot in dark with flashlight on)

Now you're just somebody that I used to know                                                     (Burning of a picture)

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

I used to have a place in your heart now you probably don't even see my face in your head

I may as well go to sleep in sky, because I see too much space in the bed
I wanna break off the dial every tune
Because every song on the radio reminds me of you
But I can't make a record selection since your friend came to collect your collection
If I ever told I could let you go please believe I only said it in the heat of the moment
Amy Winehouse said loves a losing game she was right because I don't even see my opponent
What hurts most is that you vanished by choice, now I feel lower than Barry White's voice

Now I'm in the lobby of a studio writing a song about somebody that I used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off                                              (Loads of photos torn up on the ground)

Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love          (Vignette ,hazy, dream like shot of couple becoming seperated)

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No you didn't have to stoop so low                              (bottle smashing on wall, slow motion/reverse?)

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know                                                (shot behind plain board)

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know                                                              (roaring flames)

Lyric:                                                                          Action:

I'm as bitter as the Boddingtons I drown my sorrows in	Can of boddingtons
You're the exit sign I hump for above the front door	Hold up exit sign
You grabbed all of your stuff	Bin bag/ruck sack
Then I tried to call you after a couple of days	Phone call
I may as well go to sleep in sky, because I see too much space in the bed	Bed or pillow
Because every song on the radio reminds me of you	Hold radio/ sing behind radio
If I ever told I could let you go please believe I only said it in the heat of the moment	Turning a dial onto hot, something similar
What hurts most is that you vanished by choice	Vanish oxy action
I never see that day	Blind fold?