You were like a toilet bowl at the end of the rainbow
Something like a pot of gold stuck under my pillow
Keeping me up at night you kept my head splitting
And wishing there were windows to throw you from
Throw you from
Day or night
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials
What good are sundials once the sun is gone?
What are you good for?
And we laid in my bed like a train wreck
And we both got laid like concrete
And we fought like soldiers
But we died.. we died like flies
Day or night
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials
What good are sundials once the sun is gone?
What are you good for?
Something like a pot of gold stuck under my pillow
Keeping me up at night you kept my head splitting
And wishing there were windows to throw you from
Throw you from
Day or night
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials
What good are sundials once the sun is gone?
What are you good for?
And we laid in my bed like a train wreck
And we both got laid like concrete
And we fought like soldiers
But we died.. we died like flies
Day or night
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials
What good are sundials once the sun is gone?
What are you good for?
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all of you are wrong and probably crappy over emotional emo kids
this song is about the apartment matt skiba used to live in on the south side of chicago
there wasnt any windows in his apartment so there was no sun coming in his room
he felt bad cause he used to share that tiny cramped apartment with his gf
that pretty much sums it up
suicide makeover i think you got the song perfectly..."you were like a toilet bowl at the end of the rainbow" she's not the way he expected her to be before they got together.
and we laid in my bed like a train wreck
and we both got laid like concrete
and we fought like soldiers
but we died.. we died like flies
Really great use of similes there (even if they are the poor man's metaphor), and it seems to just roll together so well. As far as the meaning, I think suicide makeover hit it pretty damn well. Seems like he hates the place this relationship has taken him to and hates the woman that took him there. He questions their love but, for some reason, can't bring himself to leave... or maybe he's trapped? Meh, whatever.
it's powerful. i'm so loyal to alk3. i don't think i could pick my favorite song, this is def. top 5.
amazing, overall.