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"
I am just waiting in a room.
I only sleep but half the time.
I am berating onlookers now,
silently greeting pleasant eyes.
Hello.
I am just waiting in a room.
My mind will slip from time to time.
I am relaying from the roof now,
messages bouncing from the wires.
It's another day of fucking up a race horse.
Water mains will rinse off the mud.
Burn away the mark of our maker now
while we're alive.
I am just waiting in a room.
My body lets the tale unwind.
It tells how money turns the world round.
This body welcomed its demise.
It's another day of fucking up a race horse.
Water mains will rinse off the mud.
Burn away the image, pull the blinders down.
And with hope a sound will mean the end.
Our monikers are phrases uttered.
He was wakes the others.
His family is dead.
They follow close to our tail
How we gonna save ourselves?
They follow close to our tail
How we gonna save ourselves?
How we gonna save ourselves?
Lasix. Selenium. Thrush. Rain rot. Premarin.
Dragged by the nose, trotted out for the motorists.
Foal scours. Paralysis. Puncture site abscesses.
Sodium pentobarbitol. Euphoriants.
Glutamine. Zithromax. Cialis. Celebrex.
No one is safe 'til my horse wins again.
The bastard strangle of
this hateful world
is a captive bolt gun.
We're disposable.
Why are we so angry?
Why are we so bored?
Why are we so angry?
We can't say no.
Not anymore.
Why are we so angry?
Why are we so bored?
Why are we so angry?
We can't say no.
Not anymore.
'Til my horse wins again.
I only sleep but half the time.
I am berating onlookers now,
silently greeting pleasant eyes.
Hello.
I am just waiting in a room.
My mind will slip from time to time.
I am relaying from the roof now,
messages bouncing from the wires.
It's another day of fucking up a race horse.
Water mains will rinse off the mud.
Burn away the mark of our maker now
while we're alive.
I am just waiting in a room.
My body lets the tale unwind.
It tells how money turns the world round.
This body welcomed its demise.
It's another day of fucking up a race horse.
Water mains will rinse off the mud.
Burn away the image, pull the blinders down.
And with hope a sound will mean the end.
Our monikers are phrases uttered.
He was wakes the others.
His family is dead.
They follow close to our tail
How we gonna save ourselves?
They follow close to our tail
How we gonna save ourselves?
How we gonna save ourselves?
Lasix. Selenium. Thrush. Rain rot. Premarin.
Dragged by the nose, trotted out for the motorists.
Foal scours. Paralysis. Puncture site abscesses.
Sodium pentobarbitol. Euphoriants.
Glutamine. Zithromax. Cialis. Celebrex.
No one is safe 'til my horse wins again.
The bastard strangle of
this hateful world
is a captive bolt gun.
We're disposable.
Why are we so angry?
Why are we so bored?
Why are we so angry?
We can't say no.
Not anymore.
Why are we so angry?
Why are we so bored?
Why are we so angry?
We can't say no.
Not anymore.
'Til my horse wins again.
Lyrics submitted by cbortnsxr
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Thanks to Ba5 for finding out the chemicals - it's nice to see that it runs from horse --> human
And lyric correction: "they follow too close to our tail" should be: "they followed a course towards hell" source: Trevor on the old message board