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"
When I’m dead I’ll rest.
Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004,
Though you claim you were reared on The Stooges.
Your entire façade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses
Who would have laughed at your jacked up Navajo haircut less than a decade ago.
Don’t want to hear about how the latest Rihanna single
Is a post-modern masterpiece. Stop punishing me!
Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurities.
Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website
With Satan as its figurehead.
Now you pass your pestilence on to your Ritalin addled children.
Well, my mother didn’t raise no fool.
God! My blood boils at the thought of you, poser.
Die!
Again.
You’ll never cut me down again and
The crap rains down.
I’m sure you’re proud that you’ve usurped the popular kids’ table,
You son of a @#$%,
Which means you’ve forfeited your dubious “anti-cred”
By buying into your own inflated hype.
And I don’t define my enemies by the clothes they wear
Or the pretentious bands they like.
It’s about how you seek to control minds
Just to appease what you've always lacked.
Again.
You’ll never have your say again.
You’ll never wield those words again.
Caught up in it. So full of it. You’ll never have your say again
And the crap rains down.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
No ashtray life, no ant-farm university
And when I rend my skin and reveal my core you’ll see,
When I perpetrate your reversed lobotomy,
You’ll see.
I’m all I wanna be.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004,
Though you claim you were reared on The Stooges.
Your entire façade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses
Who would have laughed at your jacked up Navajo haircut less than a decade ago.
Don’t want to hear about how the latest Rihanna single
Is a post-modern masterpiece. Stop punishing me!
Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurities.
Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website
With Satan as its figurehead.
Now you pass your pestilence on to your Ritalin addled children.
Well, my mother didn’t raise no fool.
God! My blood boils at the thought of you, poser.
Die!
Again.
You’ll never cut me down again and
The crap rains down.
I’m sure you’re proud that you’ve usurped the popular kids’ table,
You son of a @#$%,
Which means you’ve forfeited your dubious “anti-cred”
By buying into your own inflated hype.
And I don’t define my enemies by the clothes they wear
Or the pretentious bands they like.
It’s about how you seek to control minds
Just to appease what you've always lacked.
Again.
You’ll never have your say again.
You’ll never wield those words again.
Caught up in it. So full of it. You’ll never have your say again
And the crap rains down.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
No ashtray life, no ant-farm university
And when I rend my skin and reveal my core you’ll see,
When I perpetrate your reversed lobotomy,
You’ll see.
I’m all I wanna be.
Don’t want nobody. Don’t need nobody but me.
Lyrics submitted by yurfavritwepin, edited by MaverickCD, Variax
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This is wrong, the lyrics in full are as follows:
When I'm dead, I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm dead, I'll rest, I'll rest Admit it, you lecherous douche!
You were listening to my band in 2004 though you claim you were reared on the stooges Your entire facade is a line that you feed to anorexic actresses Who would have laughed at your jacked-up Navajo haircut, less than a decade ago Don't wanna hear about how the latest Rihanna single is a post-modern masterpiece Stop punishing me! Fueled by a potent mixture of cocaine and latent insecurity Defining your own self-worth by the opinion of a stupid website with Satan as its figurehead Now you pass your pestilence on to your riddled and addled children Well my mother didn't raise no fool God, my blood boils at the thought of you! Poser, die!
(Again! Again! Again!) You'll never cut me down again (Again! Again! Again!) You'll never cut me down And your crap reigns down And the crap reigns down And the crap reigns down And the crap reigns down
I'm sure you're proud that you've usurped the "popular kids table" You son of a (ineffable) Which means you've forfeited your dubious anti-cred by buying into your own inflated hype And I don't define my enemies by the clothes they wear or the pretentious bands they like It's about how you seek to control minds, just to appease what you've always lacked!
(Again! Again! Again!) You'll never have your say again (Again! Again! Again!) You'll never wield those words again (Again! Again! Again!) You'll never have your say again (Caught up in it! So full of it! You'll never have your say again!) And the crap reigns down! And the crap reigns down! And the crap reigns down! And the crap reigns down!
Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me No ashtray-life, no ant-farm university When I rid my skin and reveal my core, you'll see When I perpetrate your reverse-lobotomy You'll see
I'm all, I wanna be! I'm all, That I wanna be! I'm all, I wanna be! Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me! I'm all, I wanna be! I'm all, That I wanna be! I'm all, I wanna be! Don't want nobody, don't need nobody but me!