Pretty Slowly

Album

Single

Label

[BAD DATA — needs FileMaker fix]

Genre

-Pop

Composer(s)

Benson Boone;Evan Blair;Jack Lafrantz

Entered Chart

Aug 31, 2024

Peak Date

Sep 7, 2024

"Pretty Slowly" feels like a gentle tug on a loose thread, only to realize too late that it's unraveling an entire sweater. Throughout the song, Benson Boone details the slow-motion calamity of a love story coming undone. "Oh, how come all the best things fall apart?" he ponders as he delves into the breakup. The song's structure mirrors the relationship's decline, moving from a hopeful beginning to a heart-wrenching end. The stripped-back bridge, featuring only guitar and vocals, creates a moment of raw vulnerability as Boone lays bare the fractured souls of two lost lovers. Boone wrote the folk-rocker with producer Evan Blair and Jack LaFrantz. The same trio also penned his smash hit single "Beautiful Things." The two songs represent opposite ends of the emotional spectrum. "Beautiful Things" is a beacon of hope, while "Pretty Slowly" is a poignant exploration of heartbreak. The music video comprises footage from Boone's Fireworks & Rollerblades World Tour.

Oh, I remember how you were
You were every shade of perfect
And then the colors blurred
And you'll never love me like you did
You'll never love, you'll never love me like you did
And I see your ghost from time to time
When I'm driving through the Rockies
And I feel this little knife in my heart
And it bleeds me out
Don't wanna love, I don't wanna love you now

Oh, how come all the best things fall apart?

And it started pretty slowly
Oh, when you asked about the old me
"Oh, is he gone? Oh, is he gone?" Oh, I don't know
I think I left him somewhere I no longer go
And I watch you run away now
From all the lovely things we hate now
Where did we go? Where did we go? Oh, I don't know
But I know it feels like somewhere far away from home
And it's falling into pieces
No, there's not a way that we can stop this now
One thousand miles an hour, we're driving off the edge
And, darling, now there's nothing left
And it started out so slowly

Oh, as I lay here by myself
And it's 4 AM, I wonder
Did I put you through hell? Oh no
I need to know if you're okay
I wanna know, I need to know if you're okay, mm
And I hope that you're so damn sure that leaving me was right
Best thing you ever did, it was leaving me behind
Oh, woo-ooh-ooh, I couldn't blame you if I tried

I guess even the best things fall apart

And it started pretty slowly
Oh, when you asked about the old me
"Oh, is he gone? Oh, is he gone?" Oh, I don't know
I think I left him somewhere I no longer go
And I watch you run away now
From all the lovely things we hate now
Where did we go? Where did we go? Oh, I don't know
But I know it feels like somewhere far away from home
And it's falling into pieces
No, there's not a way that we can stop this now
One thousand miles an hour, we're driving off the edge
And, darling, now there's nothing left

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Somewhere deep in you
Somewhere deep in me
Oh, there's still two lovers
So who the hell are we?
When I look at you
And when you look at me
Oh, there's still two lovers
So who the hell are we?
When I look at you
And when you look at me
Oh, there's still two lovers
So who the hell are we?
When I look at you
And when you look at me
Oh, there's still two lovers
So who the hell are we?

Who the hell are we?
(Oh, who the hell are we?)