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"
Drop the word I'm
Meant to use to
Coax the pretty waiter from his restaurant
Though he's bad news
And a cartoon
Of every trope the trophy world's designed to want
They say I am a spoiled thing
I keep my scar out on my head
And always come when I am told to go
I leave my neighbors scary notes,
Which I don't sign while they're at work,
And I don't listen when he tries to talk
I stare at his flapping jaw
I wanna want him so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that he has,
'Cause my heart looks in on itself
And he better be loved by somebody else
Who cares about his face
Like a robot
who inflicts one shot
Then starts to wheel away despite his protocol.
I got a hook in
The conversation,
Which I played for meaty bait, though it was watered down.
They say I am a spoiled mess
I never fold up what should fold
And shine much better in my house alone
The charts predict a brother kid,
But doctors say I need a sis
That I can pawn off to my spiral shell
And tie to my cord as well.
I wanna want her so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that she has,
'Cause my heart looks in on itself and any friend I make's a stagehand at best
To help along the play.
Fights first and facts last
These lads have the asses for TV
But who's taking my picture
They better be taking it only of me
I wanna want him so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that he has
I hear he's pretty and swell, but I don't get aroused
I wanna want that so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that I have,
'Cause my heart looks in on itself
That's why the beacon's burnt
Meant to use to
Coax the pretty waiter from his restaurant
Though he's bad news
And a cartoon
Of every trope the trophy world's designed to want
They say I am a spoiled thing
I keep my scar out on my head
And always come when I am told to go
I leave my neighbors scary notes,
Which I don't sign while they're at work,
And I don't listen when he tries to talk
I stare at his flapping jaw
I wanna want him so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that he has,
'Cause my heart looks in on itself
And he better be loved by somebody else
Who cares about his face
Like a robot
who inflicts one shot
Then starts to wheel away despite his protocol.
I got a hook in
The conversation,
Which I played for meaty bait, though it was watered down.
They say I am a spoiled mess
I never fold up what should fold
And shine much better in my house alone
The charts predict a brother kid,
But doctors say I need a sis
That I can pawn off to my spiral shell
And tie to my cord as well.
I wanna want her so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that she has,
'Cause my heart looks in on itself and any friend I make's a stagehand at best
To help along the play.
Fights first and facts last
These lads have the asses for TV
But who's taking my picture
They better be taking it only of me
I wanna want him so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that he has
I hear he's pretty and swell, but I don't get aroused
I wanna want that so bad,
But I don't recognize the charms that I have,
'Cause my heart looks in on itself
That's why the beacon's burnt
Lyrics submitted by j0nnynoname, edited by nanchons
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