I think what REALLY pulls "buckle" off as a good unrequited love song is the chorus which goes, "I am too old for this, I should be over this" because not only is it a needed self reflection but it is rare for songwriters to put their 'age' in context and how it affects their relationship with such sentiments/ how it affects making songs like this (breakup, unrequited love, hanging on etc)
We're getting really into the 'old-man' of the old-man-yaoi Sonadow now.
And there's a song to go with it too! What I'd call the main theme to the fic if I could choose one, but I feel it fits this chapter especially. (At least so far.)
(Hit the 'Keep Reading' for lyrics and character perspectives)
(Just a reminder, this fic IS 18+ only, and there are references to dark topics in this chapter- explained in the notes at the top of the AO3 page.)
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💙Sonic 💙
I wanna call you on the telephone
I made a thousand people love me
Now I'm all alone
And my resolve is sinking like a stone
What would I even say
I guess it's something that just never goes away
A crowd of thousands came to see me
And you couldn't reply for three days
Cos I'm stupid and I'm damaged and you're a disaster
When you walk into the room
Oh none of it matters
Oh baby I just buckle
My resolution in tatters
Cos I know it won't work but make it ache, make it hurt
Keep me a secret
Choose someone else
I'm still hanging off the buckle on your belt
🖤Shadow🖤
And you close the door and leave me screaming on the floor
Oh baby I just buckle
I can't take it anymore
I let you walk all over me honey
You make me think my therapy is a waste of money
Drinking it down
Haunting your city
Falling for anyone awful who tells me I'm pretty
I blocked your number but you didn't notice
Oh god I thought I was too old for this
I should be over it
I'm much too old for this
But I'm not over it
Cos I'm stupid and I'm damaged and you're a disaster
When you walk into the room
Oh none of it matters
Oh baby I just buckle
My resolution in tatters
Cos I know it won't work but make it ache, make it hurt
I'm not better than this, show me what I'm worth
Keep me a secret
Choose someone else
I'll still be here, hanging off
I'm hanging off the buckle on your belt