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"
BBQ food is good
You invite me out to eat it, I should
Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous
And not quite myself
So I'm running late on purpose
And I know this won't help
How things have become between us
But if I go you'll give me hell
And that I don't know how to fix it
Is making me unwell, well
I arrive at your house
But you've just got up
And you are wearing a towel
And your eyes look dark
I help to dry your body
And I see your cut
So I give you a plaster
And we cover it up
I say "Have you been crying?"
And you say "Shut Up"
So we sit in the garden
And touch the grass
With our hands
The sun is going down now
And it's been okay
You tell me all these things you did
While I was away
And this worries me somewhat
You say you're fine
Listen
Can you hear it?
Does it speak?
Will I feel it?
Will it hurt?
Am I near it?
I don't know
I don't know how more people haven't got mental health problems
Thinking is one of those stressful things I've ever come across
And not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy
I think I should try and read more books
And learn some new words
My sister used to read the dictionary
I'm going to start with that
I'd like to travel
I want to see India and the pyramids
A whale and that race with all the bicycles in France
I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me
But I love swimming, I'm good at it
And when I swim I think about numbers
And count the laps
When I was younger I saw a house burnt down
And I walked past it everyday for the next six years
Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous
I wondered if squatters lived there
I'm still not sure but I know there were never any parties cause it was shit
After a while the council got round to tidying out the town
Making it less offensive here and there
They said it was an eyesore so they let tore it down
Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti
and the word 'Cunt' written on it in giant letters
And now I walk past that
I like sitting in the park
And I like walking through it
I like taking my dogs there
And friends, and I like being alone
I like flowers and simplicity
I like compassion and thoughtful gifts
I like being able to shout
But I wish I could be quiet
When I'm quiet people think I'm sad
And usually I am
Sometimes when I'm at a busy train station
Somewhere big with the noisy trains like King's Cross
I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out
because I've got something to say
Don't you want to share the guilt?
Don't think, just try and sleep
You invite me out to eat it, I should
Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous
And not quite myself
So I'm running late on purpose
And I know this won't help
How things have become between us
But if I go you'll give me hell
And that I don't know how to fix it
Is making me unwell, well
I arrive at your house
But you've just got up
And you are wearing a towel
And your eyes look dark
I help to dry your body
And I see your cut
So I give you a plaster
And we cover it up
I say "Have you been crying?"
And you say "Shut Up"
So we sit in the garden
And touch the grass
With our hands
The sun is going down now
And it's been okay
You tell me all these things you did
While I was away
And this worries me somewhat
You say you're fine
Listen
Can you hear it?
Does it speak?
Will I feel it?
Will it hurt?
Am I near it?
I don't know
I don't know how more people haven't got mental health problems
Thinking is one of those stressful things I've ever come across
And not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy
I think I should try and read more books
And learn some new words
My sister used to read the dictionary
I'm going to start with that
I'd like to travel
I want to see India and the pyramids
A whale and that race with all the bicycles in France
I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me
But I love swimming, I'm good at it
And when I swim I think about numbers
And count the laps
When I was younger I saw a house burnt down
And I walked past it everyday for the next six years
Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous
I wondered if squatters lived there
I'm still not sure but I know there were never any parties cause it was shit
After a while the council got round to tidying out the town
Making it less offensive here and there
They said it was an eyesore so they let tore it down
Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti
and the word 'Cunt' written on it in giant letters
And now I walk past that
I like sitting in the park
And I like walking through it
I like taking my dogs there
And friends, and I like being alone
I like flowers and simplicity
I like compassion and thoughtful gifts
I like being able to shout
But I wish I could be quiet
When I'm quiet people think I'm sad
And usually I am
Sometimes when I'm at a busy train station
Somewhere big with the noisy trains like King's Cross
I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out
because I've got something to say
Don't you want to share the guilt?
Don't think, just try and sleep
Lyrics submitted by jo_taylor_joe
Don't You Want to Share the Guilt? Lyrics as written by Kate Marie Nash
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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BBQ food is good You invite me out to eat it I should go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous and not quite myself So I'm running late on purpose And I know this won't help how things have become between us But if I go you'll give me hell And that I don't know how to fix it is making me unwell, well
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The sun is going down now and it's been ok You tell me all these things you did while I was away And this worries me somewhat But you say you're fine
Listen, can you hear it? Does it speak? Will I feel it? Will it hurt? Am I near it? I don't know
I don't know how more people haven't got mental health problems Thinking is one of the most stressful things I've ever come across And not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy I think I should read some more books, learn some new words My sister used to read the dictionary, I'm going to start with that I'd like to travel, I want to see India and the pyramids A whale and that race with all the bicycles in France I'm not sure about rivers, they scare me But I love swimming, I'm good at it And when I swim I count the laps and this helps me relax When I was younger I saw a house burn down And I walked past it for the next six years Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous I wondered if squatters lived there I'm still not sure, but I know there were never any parties because it was a shithole After a while the council got round to tidying up the town They decided it was an eyesore so they tore it down Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti and the word "Cunt" written in giant letters And now I walk past that
I like going to the park and I like walking through it I like taking my dogs there and friends And I like being alone I like being able to shout, but I wish I could be quiet When I'm quiet people think I'm sad And usually I am Sometimes when I'm at a busy train station Somewhere big with the noisy trains like King's Cross I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out because I've got something to say
Don't you want to share the guilt? Don't think, just try and sleep
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i wonder if there are 2 versions.................<br /> i don't know but these are the lyrics for the version on grooveshark