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Pretty soon you will be wanting me
To go.
And I will only be the enemy
I know.
Pretty soon you will be needing me
To leave.
But know that you and I will always be
Naive.
Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot.
Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.
Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.
But maybe not.
Why don't we lay down on the kitchen floor
All that we say we had with us before?
We'll find our way to what we're looking for
By separating what is mine from yours.
Pretty soon I'll be the one you hold
At bay.
And then forever I'll be good as gold
lamé.
I know your heart cannot be bought or sold
For much.
Donder maar op, consider yourself told
In Dutch.
And we can argue 'till our throats are sore
About how far you take a metaphor.
You always deign to see the glass half filled
And now it seems to me the half glass spilled.
Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot.
Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.
Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.
But maybe
Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot.
Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.
Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.
But maybe not.
Maybe not.
Maybe not.
To go.
And I will only be the enemy
I know.
Pretty soon you will be needing me
To leave.
But know that you and I will always be
Naive.
Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.
Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.
But maybe not.
All that we say we had with us before?
We'll find our way to what we're looking for
By separating what is mine from yours.
At bay.
And then forever I'll be good as gold
lamé.
I know your heart cannot be bought or sold
For much.
Donder maar op, consider yourself told
In Dutch.
About how far you take a metaphor.
You always deign to see the glass half filled
And now it seems to me the half glass spilled.
Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.
Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.
But maybe
Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.
Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.
But maybe not.
Maybe not.
Maybe not.
Song Info
Submitted by
lukasa On Sep 17, 2006
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Oh, the lines "And then forever I'll be good as gold... If I may" should be "And then forever I'll be good as gold... lamé."
Donder maar op translated means: Go away (fuck off) according to http://nawcom.com/swearing/dutch.htm
Frankly, I'm unsure of quite a lot of this - if anyone has an interpretation that makes more sense, please put it down.
This guy feels that his relationship is doomed (whether it true or just insecurity we can't be sure)...he knows that soon she will realize that he is no good for her and they will be break up. He will be the enemy, held at a distance. Her optimism (the glass half filled) will be diminished (spilled).
In the chorus he mentions the things he's done wrong (forgetting things like her birthday perhaps, all their fights) and offers some hope that maybe he'll be forgiven for those things, maybe they will be forgotten, maybe they can continue in their relationship and sharing everything - but that hope quickly fades ("but maybe not")
A couple are angry at each other and they argue and he thinks she'll tell him to leave soon, and they should divide up possession, but maybe she'll return to her way of seeing things optimistically and maybe he'll be forgiven, but maybe not.
Pretty much agree with the above. By the way the lyrics are 'Donder maar op consider yourself told in Dutch'... as in being told, in Dutch
It's definitely about a potential break up. But to put a different spin on it... Could it be about Page and Robertson themselves? Not a couple (clearly) but the band splitting up? I know they've had a very tumultuous relationship pretty much ever since they were kids, some very big highs as well as some tough lows. My guess is that the trouble that caused the final split has been a long time coming. I can totally picture the two men laying on the floor going back and forth reminiscing to when they literally had nothing.
"Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot." Stay. "Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought." Split. "Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought."Split. "But maybe" Split. "But maybe not" Stay.
Those heart wrenching "breakups" happen in all kinds of relationships with shared emotional history. They are financially intertwined. They literally grew up together. I imagine the first "pretty soon" section from Page's point of view and the second "pretty soon" from Robertsons.