Maybe I Was Boring
Wilbur Lyrics


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He never had cool stories
He doesn't make your heart beat
Used to love his mystery
But now he's just exhausting
Another day spent just laying in his room
The stench of incense
And some undelivered food
And she thought
"What if he thinks I'm the one?
And I'll be forced to rot away
With him and his obsessions, with trivial things
Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"

And when you hold his hands
It doesn't feel like flying
And when you take his breath away
He might as well be dying
And you're dying to breathe
You're trapped in his cage
And it's shrinking

And she thought
"What if he just never leaves?
Or if he doesn't get the message?
And he doesn't hear my please?"
So she just started screaming

"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
(Why can't he just bore me to death?)
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"

We all move on
Some faster than others
We all know

We all sacrifice
In a bath late in the evening, building up sorrow

But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So, thank you
Oh, thank you

We both remember that day in the summer
When you were sat on me
And we cried, oh, how we cried
In that moment, we've never been so happy

But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So, thank you
Oh, thank you
All I can say is "thank you"

But I can't say that I
Won't miss you

(Yeah, I'm recording)
One, two, three, four

Bouncer greets us at the door
He can tell we've been here before, so he lets us pass
And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
And find that spot in the corner, just over there

It's only 6:30, but we're starting to drink
I'm ordering the usual
I think I need a change of pace
London's bursting at the seams
It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be

It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
Its country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
It's the lamp posts who guide our paths, because the moon can't get in
And the clouds hang heavy, blocking out his pursuit
And booze hangs limply on our rental suits
'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
Breaking bottles and starting fights
But the evening has other plans
Run as they pull up with two more vans

It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
Its country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

But I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
No, I won't fuss
I'll let you pass

'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
Fine dining with cheap perfume
DLR closed due to workers' strikes
God knows how I'll get home tonight

I lost the passion that comes with living
Since I started university
I took a geography course to learn the datelines
And maybe use a sextant
But now I just press facsimiles
And you're exactly who you wanted to be, that's what you said
'Cause you wanna watch TV, and sleep all day, and lay in bed but
You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
And maybe use a sextant

I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were

This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in, and let you drain
You'll never get rid of me, oh, I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

What was your thought when you realised
You'll never feel naive love again?
Was it pain or was it sickness?
Were you proud of who you'd been?
The shyness waiting for his phone calls
Replaced by apathy and dating apps
You held his hands, it felt like flying
Now he's just another man
You'd rather he was inside than beside you
But he's talking marriage and a future
He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
Less knife in a wound, he's a suture

I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were

This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
But it's okay, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep

It's okay
It's okay

Eat my rent and eat my food




And eat my dues and eat those kids
And maybe use a sextant

Overall Meaning

The song "Maybe I Was Boring" by British YouTube personality and musician, Wilbur Soot, is a reflection on a past relationship. The opening lines suggest that the person in question was once an enigma, with a mysterious and fascinating personality, but has since become tiring and even repulsive. The image of his room, with the lingering smell of incense and undelivered food, paints a vivid picture of his lack of motivation and general disinterest in his own life.


The second verse shifts the focus to the perspective of the singer's romantic partner, who is expressing her frustration with their lackluster relationship. She ponders the possibility of being stuck with him forever, as he obsesses over insignificant things like the number of hearts in her text messages. The chorus contains the repeated line, "Why can't he just bore me to death?" which serves as a darkly humorous and hyperbolic plea for an end to the relationship.


The third verse reveals that despite the relationship's shortcomings, the singer still values the experience and the effect it had on him. He acknowledges that it helped shape him as a person, and expresses gratitude towards his former partner for that. The song ends with the repeated refrain of "I don't miss you, I miss the thought of what we were," suggesting a bittersweet acceptance that the relationship had ended, but still holding onto sentimental memories.


Overall, the song is a reflection on the experience of a relationship that wasn't quite right, but still held some value and significance. It's a relatable sentiment that many people can identify with, and Wilbur Soot's interpretation adds a touch of humor and self-awareness to the mix.




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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@3phyr0s58

Wilbur so far has two types of songs, emotional and funny, he pulls both off flawlessly

The emotional songs kind of connect with you and the simple rhythms stick in your head. Then the lyrics just paint this perfect picture that just pull you in.
The funny ones are a perfect use of wordplay and the surroundings. They also utilize internet jokes that turn a pitiful story to a funny tune that you sing with your friends at 3 in the morning.



Wilbur is a very talented artist and I’m thrilled that so many people love his songs and feel the way I do

Edit: It’s been a bout a week and this comment is almost at 1,000 likes wtf I thought this would just get ignored-

Anyways obligatory thank y’all so much💜

Edit p.2:
A challenger approaches…

With the release of the beloved Lovejoy comes a third type, joins the battle. Now I categorize these partly under the funny section, not because of humor, although there are great lines that make me laugh. They are a branch of the funny tree, they keep the energy of songs like “Your New Boyfriend” and make it their own. But they do also relate to the singing with friends, but I get more singing on a road trip vibes

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk, I will update according to new releases and edit when the styles change (if I remember, it’s a Ranboo type beat yk?)

EDIT P.3:
WE DID IT BOYS! NEW EP IS OUT AND WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED ITS ALL FUTILE IM TELLING YOU I DID. Anyways, the only perfect way to describe it was as one commenter said, “it’s like YCGMA and Are You Alright had a child”… definitely gonna go on the emotional branch, it just leans a little closer to the funny for reasons stated above, have a fantastic 24hrs everybody!



@shirinchan2549

Lyrics :


Maybe I Was Boring

[Verse 1: Wilbur Soot]
He never had cool stories
He doesn't make your heart beat
Used to love his mystery
But now he's just exhausting
Another day spent just laying in his room
The stench of incense
And some undelivered food

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Both]
And she thought
"What if he thinks I'm the one?
And I'll be forced to rot away
With him and his obsessions
With trivial things
Like the amount of fucking love hearts I finish a text message with"

[Verse 2: Wilbur Soot, Emma Taylor]
And when you hold his hands
It doesn't feel like flying
And when you take his breath away
He might as well be dying
And you're dying to breathe
You're trapped in his cage
And it's shrinking

[Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Both]
And she thought
"What if he just never leaves?
Or if he doesn't get the message?
And he doesn't hear my pleas?"
So she just started screaming

[Outro: Wilbur Soot, Emma Taylor]
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Oh, why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Why can't he just bore me to death?"
"Oh, Why can't he just bore me to death?"


For Memories

[Verse 1]
We all move on
Some faster than others
We all know
We all sacrifice
In a bath late in the evening
Building up sorrow

[Chorus]
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So thank you
Oh, thank you

[Verse 2]
We both remember
That day in the summer
When you were sat on me
And we cried
Oh, how we cried
In that moment
We've never been so happy
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[Chorus]
But I can't say that I
Wasted my time
'Cause I'm built by you
And I can't say that I
Am glad it is over
'Cause that wouldn't be true
So thank you
Oh, thank you
All I can say is thank you

[Outro]
But I can't say that I
Won't miss you


White Wine In A Wetherspoons

[Intro]
Yeah, I'm recording
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
Bouncer greets us at the door
He can tell we've been here before
So he lets us pass
And we climb up 15 flights of stairs
And find that spot in the corner just over there

[Verse 2]
It's only 6:30 but we're starting to drink
I'm ordering the usual
I think I need a change of pace
London's bursting at the seams
It's not quite the place I hoped I'd be

[Chorus]
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
It's country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

[Verse 3]
'Cause concrete sculptures and broken glass
It's the lamp posts who guide our paths
Because the moon can't get in
And the clouds hang heavy
Blocking out his pursuit
And booze hangs limply on our rental suits
[Verse 4]
'Cause we're fires, we're burning bright
Breaking bottles and starting fights
But the evening has other plans
Run as they pull up with two more vans

[Chorus]
It's white wine in a Wetherspoons
It's fine dining with cheap perfume
It's country walks down the motorway
How many drugs have you done today?

[Bridge]
But I won't fuss
I'll let you pass
No, I won't fuss
I'll let you pass

[Outro]
'Cause it's only white wine in a Wetherspoons
Fine dining with cheap perfume
DLR closed due to workers' strikes
God knows how I'll get home tonight


It’s All Futile! It’s All Pointless!

[Verse 1]
I lost the passion that comes with living
Since I started university
I took a geography course to learn the datelines
And maybe use a sextant
But now I just press facsimiles

[Verse 2]
And you're exactly who you wanted to be
That's what you said
'Cause you wanna watch TV and sleep all day and lay in bed but
You're forgetting that I've got to go to work and eat my food
And pay my rent and reproduce and feed those kids
And maybe use a sextant

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were

[Chorus]
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
Wrap your arms around my cortex, dig you in and let you drain
You'll never get rid of me, oh I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
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[Verse 3]
What was your thought when you realised
You'll never feel naive love again?
Was it pain or was it sickness?
Were you proud of who you'd been?
The shyness waiting for his phone calls
Replaced by apathy 'n' dating apps
You held his hands, it felt like flying
Now he's just another man

[Verse 4]
You'd rather he was inside than beside you
But he's talking marriage and a future
He's picking a lock he doesn't go into
Less knife in a wound, he's a suture

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't miss you
I miss the thought of what we were

[Chorus]
This is the part where I shut up and let you infest my brain
But it's okay, it's a strategy to ensure I remain
You'll never get rid of me, well I'm like a fucking disease
I'll make a home in your gut
'Cause it's somewhere warm to sleep
[Bridge]
It's okay
It's okay

[Outro]
Eat my rent and eat my food
And eat my dues and eat those kids
And maybe use a sextant



@toxciiwtf

Favourite songs in order (with descriptions)

1. It’s All Futile! It’s All Pointless!
I really enjoy the chorus and the subtle pause on the guitar. To me it’s so satisfying to listen to, and I like the chords Wilbur used.

2. Maybe I Was Boring
I really like the more upbeat sound of this one, and I’ve made an edit with it in the background. The vibe of it is just relaxing and it’s one of my favourite songs.

3. White Wine in a Wetherspoons
Really good, I like the guitar a lot and it gives me a comforting feeling of nostalgia from nowhere. Overall really good.

4. For Memories
To me it’s not my favourite, it’s good but I wouldn’t listen to it all the time like the other ones.

In conclusion the entire EP is amazing and there’s no reason to dislike it



All comments from YouTube:

@Madiesunny

The og version of It’s All Futile! It’s All Pointless! reflects the hurt of loosing a relationship and the Lovejoy remake reflects moving on from a relationship and I think that’s beautiful.

@allie.allyyy

waiting for my lovejoy remake 😄😄😄

@amelieandthecats

I love both versions so much they both are so close to my heart it also shows how good of an artist wilbur is being able to create two very different emotions of the same lyrics (I know they changed the it’s ok part but other than that) i’m so glad they remade it because when I first heard the old version I was feeling how the song felt and now I listen to the lovejoy version and feel so free and amazing like i’ve overcome so much since then so yeah I love this song

@justarandomperson3986

overused analogy but it's literally like a moth, or butterfly. catepillar-og version, cocoon-one day, incel trilogy, things are moving and changing around it while its going under changes, moth/butterfly-lovejoy version, finally its full fruition, fascinating how much instruments can aid a song

@cloverheart

YES! YOU PUT IT INTO WORDS! THAT'S EXACTLY HOW IT FEELS!!!

@giorgiaduronio

True🤠

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@ktotz1045

Can we talk about how Wilbur said he’s only been playing the guitar for only a year and half so this was pretty early into him learning and he was already super good?

@robwebs

i’m pretty sure he has been playing guitar for more years because he reacted to his old videos where was like 19 and he was covering a song and playing guitar

@thijn7358

@julianya He said that he hasn't touched a guitar 3 years ago in joe's interview

@lilyawe

i mean he did make that one squid song when he was like ten or something, are we not gonna talk about that?

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