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 ain't got no respect
For people that are politically correct
They say that we got rights and we need 'em
But they're taking away all of our freedom
First they outlaw dope
Now in California you can't even light up a fucking smoke
I say it's high time we go wild
Murder your inner child
Throw your helmet in a Dumpster
Go to school in gang attire
Let Beavis and Butthead preach to the youth about fire
(But why would you want to smoke in a restaurant? No one wants to smell smoke while they're eating)
Fuck you, that's why
Because fuck you, that's why
'Cause I'm a nicotine addict, that's why
And I like to smoke Camel Wides
I'm hanging at Joe's place, that's why
Listening to the Hard Pack, that's why
Fuck you, that's why
Fuck you, that's why
Said fuck you, that's why
Because fuck you, that's why
I think Pete Wilson should be killed
He's the homosexual that signed the helmet bill
He doesn't give a fuck about your education
He just wants to tie you up with binding legislation
He hangs with Richard Floyd
They spend every fucking day sucking each other's hemorrhoids
I say it's high time we go wild
Castrate your inner child
Throw your helmet in a Dumpster
Go to school in gang attire
Let Beavis and Butthead preach to the youth about fire
(Why wouldn't you want to wear a helmet when pedigrees have decreased dramatically since good governor Wilson has instituted the bill?)
(Well, let me run it down to you communist homosexual faggot dipshit motherfucker)
Fuck you, that's why
'Cause fuck you, that's why
'Cause helmets suck, that's why
'Cause commies like you swallow, that's why
Fuck Pete Wilson, that's why
Fuck Dick Floyd, that's why
I know Bill Clinton thinks we can't be trusted
Half of us are unemployed
The other half are busted
We don't deserve any dignity or freedom
Where the fuck is Lee Harvey Oswald when we need him
Eliminate the liberal faction
Abolish affirmative action
I say it's high time we go wild
Waste your inner child
Throw your helmet in a Dumpster
Go to school in gang attire
Let Beavis and Butthead preach to our youth about fire
(No, why would you want our children to wear mandatory school uniforms when baggy gang attire is so much more comfortable and expressive of our huge individuality?)
'Cause fuck you, that's why
'Cause fuck you, that's why
'Cause our youth needs their butt kicked, that's why
They ought to be fighting in a war, that's why
They need fucking discipline, that's why
Fuck you, that's why
Fuck our punk youth, that's why
Fuck you, that's why!
For people that are politically correct
They say that we got rights and we need 'em
But they're taking away all of our freedom
First they outlaw dope
Now in California you can't even light up a fucking smoke
I say it's high time we go wild
Murder your inner child
Throw your helmet in a Dumpster
Go to school in gang attire
Let Beavis and Butthead preach to the youth about fire
(But why would you want to smoke in a restaurant? No one wants to smell smoke while they're eating)
Fuck you, that's why
Because fuck you, that's why
'Cause I'm a nicotine addict, that's why
And I like to smoke Camel Wides
I'm hanging at Joe's place, that's why
Listening to the Hard Pack, that's why
Fuck you, that's why
Fuck you, that's why
Said fuck you, that's why
Because fuck you, that's why
I think Pete Wilson should be killed
He's the homosexual that signed the helmet bill
He doesn't give a fuck about your education
He just wants to tie you up with binding legislation
He hangs with Richard Floyd
They spend every fucking day sucking each other's hemorrhoids
I say it's high time we go wild
Castrate your inner child
Throw your helmet in a Dumpster
Go to school in gang attire
Let Beavis and Butthead preach to the youth about fire
(Why wouldn't you want to wear a helmet when pedigrees have decreased dramatically since good governor Wilson has instituted the bill?)
(Well, let me run it down to you communist homosexual faggot dipshit motherfucker)
Fuck you, that's why
'Cause fuck you, that's why
'Cause helmets suck, that's why
'Cause commies like you swallow, that's why
Fuck Pete Wilson, that's why
Fuck Dick Floyd, that's why
I know Bill Clinton thinks we can't be trusted
Half of us are unemployed
The other half are busted
We don't deserve any dignity or freedom
Where the fuck is Lee Harvey Oswald when we need him
Eliminate the liberal faction
Abolish affirmative action
I say it's high time we go wild
Waste your inner child
Throw your helmet in a Dumpster
Go to school in gang attire
Let Beavis and Butthead preach to our youth about fire
(No, why would you want our children to wear mandatory school uniforms when baggy gang attire is so much more comfortable and expressive of our huge individuality?)
'Cause fuck you, that's why
'Cause fuck you, that's why
'Cause our youth needs their butt kicked, that's why
They ought to be fighting in a war, that's why
They need fucking discipline, that's why
Fuck you, that's why
Fuck our punk youth, that's why
Fuck you, that's why!
Lyrics submitted by priestparadox
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