Skye Newman 'Out Out' : When the Familiar Feels Unrecognisable, Breakdown of the Lyrics & More.

Skye Newman words in Out Out are like a series of tiny fractures in what used to be solid ground. There’s a quiet desperation threaded through the verses a yearning for something that’s slipped beyond reach but still lingers like a scent on the skin.

Take the opening lines:

“I wish you’d give me a reason to get pretty,

Pin my hair up and sit in the mirror,

Then we smoke one,

And cheers our cups to us,

But where’s us?”

Here, “getting pretty” isn’t about vanity. It’s a metaphorical nod to wanting to feel worthy, to feel noticed enough to take care of yourself for someone else or maybe for yourself. The act of “pinning hair up” and “sitting in the mirror” conjures ritual, a moment of stillness and reflection that now feels hollow.

Then she talks about smoking and toasting “to us,” which is loaded with irony. It’s like raising a glass to a relationship that’s no longer truly there. The “us” has dissolved into a question mark, a ghost of something familiar but intangible.

Next:

“Why do I always have to plan where we should go?

Not like I’m asking for Fendi and Dior,

Let’s leave this here at home,

It's been hard but we both know”

There’s this aching disparity in expectation here. Skye isn’t chasing luxury or grandeur “Fendi and Dior” is shorthand for the idea that she’s not asking for extravagant gestures. Just something genuine. Yet, she’s stuck in the mental load of making everything happen, of trying to conjure life into something grown dull. It’s the exhaustion of emotional labour the often invisible work that keeps relationships breathing.

The chorus shifts into a kind of nostalgic rebellion:

“I wanna go out out like we used to do,

Throw my high heels,

Wear something new,

I put my make up on you have wait,

I wanna go out out and forgot how we changed”

It’s a desire to reclaim a lost vitality, to break out of the stasis of comfort that’s become a cage. The repetition of “out out” amplifies the urgency it’s not just about leaving the house, it’s about leaving behind the emotional weariness, the slow unraveling of connection.

Her frustration boils over in the next verse:

“Just fucking use your brain and dig deep for ideas,

It wouldn’t be that hard if you could just listen,

I just can’t go with this shit show,

I’m so tired of fighting”

These lines are a raw, unpolished blast of truth. No metaphors here just frustration, impatience, the sharp edge of weariness after carrying so much alone. The “shit show” feels like a performance she no longer wants to be part of.

The metaphor of punishment follows:

“Feels like a punishment, a kid being grounded,

Is it really that hard to just love me loudly?

Please lets not stay home,

‘Cause we both know how it goes”

Here, love is framed as something loud, visible, undeniable - a stark contrast to the silent, smothering disconnect. The analogy of being “grounded” evokes a sense of being confined, restricted, stuck in a limbo where freedom and joy feel withheld as a form of discipline.

Finally, the repeated chorus feels like a plea to forget the erosion of the relationship, to momentarily escape the heavy weight of change and disappointment:

“Wanna go out like we used to do,

Throw on my high heels, wear something new,

I put my make up on you have wait,

Wanna go out and forget how we changed”

The yearning here is both nostalgic and defiant. It’s a fragile hope that a night out, a change of scene, a bit of old magic might reset the course, even if only temporarily.

So why does Out Out resonate so deeply?

For me it's because this song doesn’t hand you an easy answers. It sits in that complicated space where love isn’t simple, where people are both close and distant, comfortable and restless. The contradictions live side by side the desire for connection tangled with frustration, hope mixed with resignation.

Skye Newman’s gift is in holding all that tension without smoothing over the edges. Her voice becomes the vessel for a feeling we all recognise but often can’t articulate. The slow unravel of something precious, the fight to reclaim what’s slipping away, and the quiet desperation to be seen fully, without pretence.

Out Out is a quietly defiant track for anyone who’s felt the sting of drifting apart but still hopes for a spark to reignite. It’s not polished or perfect it’s auratic, incandescent in its honesty.

"I still can’t believe the love I’ve received from Liverpool! You made me feel like no other and I have to say probably one of the best days of my life so far. Hearing so many real life people singing my thoughts and feelings back to me because they relate and feel it with me creates emotions so indescribable. I felt heard.

The people who support my music make me feel seen and I love you all for that so more music is coming to sing my heart out with you guys."

Skye.

Causing chaos since ‘03