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"
Researcher #1: What's new?
Researcher #2: Oh, I never said. The blood analysis came back from the lab - most of
it was from a lion, but some of it was from a bat.
Hail Mary Mallon: Hey, what's up dude, want a Sun Chip?!
Deepthroat: Fuck you, Hail Mary Mallon! FUCK YOU!
Hail Mary Mallon: *Blubbering*...
Deepthroat: *Laughing*
[Aesop Rock]
Bucket-seater theater sucks, I duck and weave
Riddle of the pixelated ticker taking prisoners and a number please
Name and occupation: Aes, I twidddle thumbs with underlings
Orange eyes, head shrunk, age: a million, sex: drugs
Barrel in escorted by a chorus line of bedbugs
Low-tech dreck from his neck of the cement woods
We come in pieces under siege and unwilling
Kicking and screaming, creatures summoned to the feet of the city
As the parking ticketed guilty, beetlejuice in the waiting room
Ogling this bird who put the Double D in 'Day of Doom'
Personal space invader dais, pay-to-play-to-lose
And you can see a sitting duck grow up into a baying wolf
Live
Teller Number 7 looking weathered
Like a decade in a glass box yelling shook her feathers
Utter "Unto thee I surrender mine flesh!"
She said "Put the yellow sticker on your fender - Next!"
*Interlude of animal noises*
[Rob Sonic]
Gotta fly in the morning
Better pack a potato
Raging bull mad truck never bagging the rain kill
Curse of the slango feather take it and late rope
Double Jack drink, 6 minutes till gate close
Excuse me dougie fresh, I'm lost
Part bad, rabble the raffle, arrest off
Dial it down, know where the ghost of the great flood
With his styrofoam finger making it rain wounds
Take down bang-job taking a blank check, and
I'm buff slim-jim, drinks, and John Lennon
Uncle Bobby blast-it and back at the wrong wedding
Cause I came for the food but I stayed for the prom
dresses!
One block heavy, it's gonna be $6.80
No-cheating tempers go hunting with Dick Cheney
Slowly let the dogs out quicker than finish Halo
That all-black tips is picking the winnebago
Researcher 3: You see, we're being attacked by a creature from the future...
Researcher #2: Oh, I never said. The blood analysis came back from the lab - most of
it was from a lion, but some of it was from a bat.
Hail Mary Mallon: Hey, what's up dude, want a Sun Chip?!
Deepthroat: Fuck you, Hail Mary Mallon! FUCK YOU!
Hail Mary Mallon: *Blubbering*...
Deepthroat: *Laughing*
[Aesop Rock]
Bucket-seater theater sucks, I duck and weave
Riddle of the pixelated ticker taking prisoners and a number please
Name and occupation: Aes, I twidddle thumbs with underlings
Orange eyes, head shrunk, age: a million, sex: drugs
Barrel in escorted by a chorus line of bedbugs
Low-tech dreck from his neck of the cement woods
We come in pieces under siege and unwilling
Kicking and screaming, creatures summoned to the feet of the city
As the parking ticketed guilty, beetlejuice in the waiting room
Ogling this bird who put the Double D in 'Day of Doom'
Personal space invader dais, pay-to-play-to-lose
And you can see a sitting duck grow up into a baying wolf
Live
Teller Number 7 looking weathered
Like a decade in a glass box yelling shook her feathers
Utter "Unto thee I surrender mine flesh!"
She said "Put the yellow sticker on your fender - Next!"
*Interlude of animal noises*
[Rob Sonic]
Gotta fly in the morning
Better pack a potato
Raging bull mad truck never bagging the rain kill
Curse of the slango feather take it and late rope
Double Jack drink, 6 minutes till gate close
Excuse me dougie fresh, I'm lost
Part bad, rabble the raffle, arrest off
Dial it down, know where the ghost of the great flood
With his styrofoam finger making it rain wounds
Take down bang-job taking a blank check, and
I'm buff slim-jim, drinks, and John Lennon
Uncle Bobby blast-it and back at the wrong wedding
Cause I came for the food but I stayed for the prom
dresses!
One block heavy, it's gonna be $6.80
No-cheating tempers go hunting with Dick Cheney
Slowly let the dogs out quicker than finish Halo
That all-black tips is picking the winnebago
Researcher 3: You see, we're being attacked by a creature from the future...
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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