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"
Mysonne, Mysonne the problem child DMX Ruff Ryders
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
Problem Children, y'all niggaz got problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they bags or grab they guns before I come
It's too late! Y'all had your fun!
It's all over now! I don't wanna talk to niggaz!
Popping shots like corks in niggaz
Sticking forks in niggaz
'Cause they done
Only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots
My nigga clutch Glocks
Broad daylight in front of precincts --- fuck cops!
Niggaz want pops?
Then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for them
Spirit leave your body touch the sky for them
Fuck Voltron! See what me and mines form
In the nine storm!
Death -- time's gone!
I'm that cat that y'all niggaz got your eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your pies on
The day that I'm gone
I'm real fuck stardom
Niggaz wanna talk, but they don't want no problems!
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
All y'all niggaz want is your heart back; Dog, you pussy
Acting like you really wanna bark back; don't push me
Only room enough for one dog to hold the shit down
You cowards know it nowv (WHAT?!)
I'ma hold it down
When I'm done, close it down; It's my shit here!
What the fuck that nigga just say? Try shit here!
Come on, cupcake! Y'all cats ain't even built like that!
I been seen through they bullshit; I'm real like that! (C'MON!)
I know how to walk the dog, I know how to chase the cat
I know how to get a bone, I know how to bring it back
I know how to flip on a nigga, split him with the bat
I know how to train a pup to make sure they scratch (WHAT?!)
You motherfuckers don't want no problems
'Cause my revolver is solving them
One by one, until it's all of them!
Let that be a lesson to your mans and shit:
Keep your fucking mouth shut if your mans want spit, nigga!
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
Well it's the kid that'll
Crush your head into a cake batter
Y'all know that cake mix
But y'all don't wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've been arrested for
Y'all gone make my bullets expand like a lesbi jaw
Don't you test me, boy!
Don't fuck with X or DRAG TO THE DASH, 'cause once you dumped in these bags,
You DRAGGED TO THE TRASH dumpster, among the rest of them fags!
My poker got your skin looking like acupunctures; Keep a silence on the tip --- can't afford the noise
My banger got a "Jagged Edge" like them four boys
If your hot, I'll Super-Soak you, and you won't be able to dry it off
Just relax, take your last breath, and die it off!
Nothing but love I spread
But if you take advantage the weight that's lead
Will rush your head
Your sweat'll die your hair red
Like my bitch Eve
And no, I'm not a faggot, but I make niggaz striptease
In front of me
It's fun to me, bitches!
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
Problem Children, y'all niggaz got problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they bags or grab they guns before I come
It's too late! Y'all had your fun!
It's all over now! I don't wanna talk to niggaz!
Popping shots like corks in niggaz
Sticking forks in niggaz
'Cause they done
Only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots
My nigga clutch Glocks
Broad daylight in front of precincts --- fuck cops!
Niggaz want pops?
Then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for them
Spirit leave your body touch the sky for them
Fuck Voltron! See what me and mines form
In the nine storm!
Death -- time's gone!
I'm that cat that y'all niggaz got your eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your pies on
The day that I'm gone
I'm real fuck stardom
Niggaz wanna talk, but they don't want no problems!
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
All y'all niggaz want is your heart back; Dog, you pussy
Acting like you really wanna bark back; don't push me
Only room enough for one dog to hold the shit down
You cowards know it nowv (WHAT?!)
I'ma hold it down
When I'm done, close it down; It's my shit here!
What the fuck that nigga just say? Try shit here!
Come on, cupcake! Y'all cats ain't even built like that!
I been seen through they bullshit; I'm real like that! (C'MON!)
I know how to walk the dog, I know how to chase the cat
I know how to get a bone, I know how to bring it back
I know how to flip on a nigga, split him with the bat
I know how to train a pup to make sure they scratch (WHAT?!)
You motherfuckers don't want no problems
'Cause my revolver is solving them
One by one, until it's all of them!
Let that be a lesson to your mans and shit:
Keep your fucking mouth shut if your mans want spit, nigga!
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
Well it's the kid that'll
Crush your head into a cake batter
Y'all know that cake mix
But y'all don't wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've been arrested for
Y'all gone make my bullets expand like a lesbi jaw
Don't you test me, boy!
Don't fuck with X or DRAG TO THE DASH, 'cause once you dumped in these bags,
You DRAGGED TO THE TRASH dumpster, among the rest of them fags!
My poker got your skin looking like acupunctures; Keep a silence on the tip --- can't afford the noise
My banger got a "Jagged Edge" like them four boys
If your hot, I'll Super-Soak you, and you won't be able to dry it off
Just relax, take your last breath, and die it off!
Nothing but love I spread
But if you take advantage the weight that's lead
Will rush your head
Your sweat'll die your hair red
Like my bitch Eve
And no, I'm not a faggot, but I make niggaz striptease
In front of me
It's fun to me, bitches!
But they don't want no problems (Nah baby)
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems
But they don't want no problems (Wanna flow wanna problem)
But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
The Night We Met
Lord Huron
Lord Huron
Bron-Y-Aur Stomp
Led Zeppelin
Led Zeppelin
This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Cajun Girl
Little Feat
Little Feat
Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
Holiday
Bee Gees
Bee Gees
@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Plastic Bag
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
“Plastic Bag” is a song about searching for an escape from personal problems and hoping to find it in the lively atmosphere of a Saturday night party. Ed Sheeran tells the story of his friend and the myriad of troubles he is going through. Unable to find any solutions, this friend seeks a last resort in a party and the vanity that comes with it.
“I overthink and have trouble sleepin’ / All purpose gone and don’t have a reason / And there’s no doctor to stop this bleedin’ / So I left home and jumped in the deep end,” Ed Sheeran sings in verse one. He continues by adding that this person is feeling the weight of having disappointed his father and doesn’t have any friends to rely on in this difficult moment. In the second verse, Ed sings about the role of grief in his friend’s plight and his dwindling faith in prayer. “Saturday night is givin’ me a reason to rely on the strobe lights / The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I’ll take that / If you’re givin’ out love from a plastic bag,” Ed sings on the chorus, as his friend turns to new vices in hopes of feeling better.