She's writing she's writing she's writing a novel
She's writing she's weaving conceiving a plot
It quickens it thickens you can't put it down now
It takes you it shakes you it makes you lose your thought
But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Writing your own headlines
Ignoring your own deadlines
But now you've gotta' write them all again
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you, do you, do?
You want her, confront her, just open your window
Unbolt it, unlock it, unfasten your latch
You want it, confront it, just open your window
All you really have to do is ask
But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Timing your contractions
Inventing small contraptions
That will roll across your parlor's hardwood floors
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you, do you, do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you, do you, do you, do you?
She's writing she's weaving conceiving a plot
It quickens it thickens you can't put it down now
It takes you it shakes you it makes you lose your thought
But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Writing your own headlines
Ignoring your own deadlines
But now you've gotta' write them all again
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you, do you, do?
You want her, confront her, just open your window
Unbolt it, unlock it, unfasten your latch
You want it, confront it, just open your window
All you really have to do is ask
But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Timing your contractions
Inventing small contraptions
That will roll across your parlor's hardwood floors
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you, do you, do you?
You think she's an open book
But you don't know which page to turn to
Do you, do you, do you, do you?
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Cake has more songs about relationships than most bands would be able to justify, but they always come with insightful lyrics.
This guy wants a girl who has a pretty complete image of herself and what she wants from life. What she is writing is her own life story, and she wants a man who will achieve those goals with her.
The "you" in the song is a guy who is probably not thinking of those goals - likely he has other ones, possibly his career. But he wants this girl. They are very much attracted to eachother and he thinks the way to conquest is clear, she's an open book to him, he knows her inside and out ... or so he thinks.
And he gets a few surprises in his courting attempt.
They guy has a script written in his head about how to live his life, and how his partner will fit in with them, and what she wants, and what he wants, and so on -- but now she is turning his world upside down, with her own complex inner life. Instead of asking her what is going on, he creates more and more elaborate stories in his head about what is happening.
The entire song is quite ambiguous about it but consider that she's "conceiving a plot, it quickens, it thickens, you can't put it down now. It takes you, it shakes you." Those terms are all related to pregnancy. Conception is the begining of pregnancy, 'quickening' is when the mom can feel the baby's first movements and obviously a woman gets bigger. Not to mention that at some point, you "can't put it down now". 'Put it down' is could refer to literally putting down a book, or metaphorically moving on from something but it's also a common euphemism for euthanasia.
"Caught in your own glory" could refer to the guy being trapped by the consequences of sex, and/or that the guy is still stuck in that moment and in denial about those consequences. The bit about missing deadlines could be her missed period. Also, I could see the repeated phrase "open your window" being about sex as Oswen said, but also a reference to the phrase 'when a door closes, a window opens'. I could see the singer saying, "yeah, the plan has changed. Now figure out a new one!"
I could be reading way too much into it, but it is an interesting idea.
This song talks about how men believe they pull chicks because women are powerless to them but females also have "game" which can be devious at times. The initial lyrics are seem to refer to both a plot and sex. "Caught in your own glory" can be believing in your own ego also not seeing the other perspective such as potential devious female plans as you have sex. "Writing your own headlines- ...Now you've gotta write them all again." This can be a reference to how you pitch events as if you have masterminded everything but when things turn bad or if the female played you hard then you must once again appear to be in control even though the problem is not resolved and what you have said before no longer makes sense.
"Shes an open book but you dont know which page to turn to"
Open book of course is a play on words in at least 3 ways in this songs. Open book as in heart on sleeves, honest good girl- easy to read, also the book lyrics in this song, and also sexuality in this song. Not knowing which page to turn refers to her appearance being open yet being confusing or misleading once past the facade.
The next lyric set can also be sexual and the parlor's hardwood floor may be a book reference I can not pin right now.
Over all I think this song is about a guy who either/or has ego problems and has been played.
The muse--the woman--is doing all the actual story creation, meanwhile "you" are caught in the imagined glory she could be bringing you, if only you'd do some actual writing.
"But you're caught in your own glory
You are believing your own stories
Writing your own headlines
Ignoring your own deadlines
But now you've gotta' write them all again."
The artist is saying all you have to do is write--
"You want her, confront her, just open your window
Unbolt it, unlock it, unfasten your latch
You want it, confront it, just open your window
All you really have to do is ask"
But if you don't, you'll only have fantasized success and regrets.
just open your window.
unbolt it, unlock it,
unfasten your latch.
you want it, confront it.
just open your window.
all you really have to do is ask.
he's saying unzip your zipper and rail your girlfriend, but make sure you ask her first.