This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world
Glass breaks, the dimming lights
Sweat, heat and profane debate
The smart ones stay on the outside
While drunken heads and arms erupt
Centered man swings a punch
Spits a tooth, postures odd
A punk rock escapade
Five bucks a head to be king dick in the crowd
We are the ones who must sport the position
Cheap beer, trendy clicks
Lesbian love is accepted and right
Shaved heads meet hair in the mix
Blending the 80's and 90's with hate
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world
Of the world
Shows on, dates canceled
Kicked out for reasons that seem so unfair
Skin crusts against the cops
A foregone conclusion that's tired and beat
Ringworm, crabs and lice
V.d., ecstasy, speed and horse
A heaven of unmatched importance
An honor of sex to be stuck by the punk
We are the ones who must sport the position
Rich homes with money and food
Abandoned for the bums on the street
A lifestyle that's unexplainable
Don't try and save what is all meant to be
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world
If it is free, from a family that's seen
You can just keep it
If you must beg, it's better instead
You must follow the etiquette
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You know when it rains you're in your bed at home
You act so real when you are alone
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You better not let the mohawked crowd see
Haha, ah fuck
Give it five years, you'll retire your piercings
You must admit that you mimic the weaklings
The trend is dead
The trend is dead
The trend is dead
The trend is dead
The trend is
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world
Glass breaks, the dimming lights
Sweat, heat and profane debate
The smart ones stay on the outside
While drunken heads and arms erupt
Centered man swings a punch
Spits a tooth, postures odd
A punk rock escapade
Five bucks a head to be king dick in the crowd
We are the ones who must sport the position
Cheap beer, trendy clicks
Lesbian love is accepted and right
Shaved heads meet hair in the mix
Blending the 80's and 90's with hate
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world
Of the world
Shows on, dates canceled
Kicked out for reasons that seem so unfair
Skin crusts against the cops
A foregone conclusion that's tired and beat
Ringworm, crabs and lice
V.d., ecstasy, speed and horse
A heaven of unmatched importance
An honor of sex to be stuck by the punk
We are the ones who must sport the position
Rich homes with money and food
Abandoned for the bums on the street
A lifestyle that's unexplainable
Don't try and save what is all meant to be
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced
If it is weakness that grants us the power
We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world
If it is free, from a family that's seen
You can just keep it
If you must beg, it's better instead
You must follow the etiquette
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You know when it rains you're in your bed at home
You act so real when you are alone
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You better not let the mohawked crowd see
Haha, ah fuck
Give it five years, you'll retire your piercings
You must admit that you mimic the weaklings
The trend is dead
The trend is dead
The trend is dead
The trend is dead
The trend is
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