Unforgiven from Going, Gone by Dana Boulé

There was a time when we were lovers
Wrapped around each other like a twisted chain
Whispering lies like secret lovers
Bending the reasons for our own mistakes

What’s coming over me now?
Now you’re inside and you’re knocking
What’s coming over me now?
Oh you are the unforgiven

There was a time when you could haunt me
Wrapping around me like a twisted snake
Creeping and crawling, so sneaky, appalling
The reasons for your own mistakes

What’s coming over me now?
Now you’re inside and you’re knocking
What’s coming over me now?
Oh you are the unforgiven

I wouldn’t fit into your world in a bubble
The secrets that I carry are much too big
They wouldn’t fit into your picture puzzle
They still remember the horror you did
Come drown me
Come make it wash away
Unfound me
Give me a reason not to
Oh you are the unforgiven

• Pop
• accordion
• acoustic
• dream pop
• female
• female vocal
• female vocalist
• female vocals
• folk pop
• melancholic pop
• singer-songwriter
• Paris