I, personally, think it's about being with a boy who is just "like all the boys before"--you knew better, but continued to pursue them anyway. She mentions this particular boy being vulnerable ("I've seen you in a fight you've lost"), humanizing him, but also making him a bit inferior to her--merely a device for her own purpose--giving her the upper-hand.
She realizes that continuing with this boy is self-destructive and pointless ("You're not the answer I should know"), but that they have the rest of their lives to repair the damage from giving into their superficial desire for each other ("We still have our lives to run about / To scale the mountain, scale the mountain, to get us back on track").
Ultimately, though, their relationship is futile ("In our house made of paper"), and is, in some ways, just something to distract her (or both of them) from the world around them ("In here the world won't bring us down... Out there a lonely girl could drown"), filling in the void of loneliness ("Where did the people go? My hands are empty").
the song is about her boyfriend caughting her in bed with another man
the song is about her boyfriend caughting her in bed with another man
You left your blood stain on the floor
You set your sights on him
You left a hand print on the door,===== her boyfriends catches her with another guy and fights him. but her boyrfriend didnt win the fight
You left your blood stain on the floor
You set your sights on him
You left a hand print on the door,===== her boyfriends catches her with another guy and fights him. but her boyrfriend didnt win the fight
This is our luck, baby, running out
Her clothes were never off
We still have our lives to run about=============== here she recalls catching him with another girl, but they weren't naked or having sex
This is our luck, baby, running out
Her clothes were never off
We still have our lives to run about=============== here she recalls catching him with another girl, but they weren't naked or having sex
Were under the sheets and you're killing me
In our...
Were under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your word�s all over me
Were under the sheets and youre killin meee========== i assume this is rough sex ( i know i might be way off on this) PAPER-he is yelling at her they are verbally fighting and he is shouting in her face, with thin walls their neighbors can here them fighting and it sounds like he is killing her
In here the world won�t bring us down
Our plan is golden
Out there a lonely girl could drown
In here were frozen=================== friends or people point out the flaw in their relationship. when its just them together everything is ok, she doesnt want to be alone
Where did the people go?
My hands are empty
You�re not the answer I should know
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,)
(chorus)
Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe (oh, oh)
Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe (oh, oh!)========= this is a desfunctional relationship. you used to do more for me but it becomes less and less everday and its getting worse for us. your just like the other guys i used to date
I, personally, think it's about being with a boy who is just "like all the boys before"--you knew better, but continued to pursue them anyway. She mentions this particular boy being vulnerable ("I've seen you in a fight you've lost"), humanizing him, but also making him a bit inferior to her--merely a device for her own purpose--giving her the upper-hand.
She realizes that continuing with this boy is self-destructive and pointless ("You're not the answer I should know"), but that they have the rest of their lives to repair the damage from giving into their superficial desire for each other ("We still have our lives to run about / To scale the mountain, scale the mountain, to get us back on track").
Ultimately, though, their relationship is futile ("In our house made of paper"), and is, in some ways, just something to distract her (or both of them) from the world around them ("In here the world won't bring us down... Out there a lonely girl could drown"), filling in the void of loneliness ("Where did the people go? My hands are empty").
YALL ARE ALL WRONG
YALL ARE ALL WRONG
the song is about her boyfriend caughting her in bed with another man
the song is about her boyfriend caughting her in bed with another man
You left your blood stain on the floor You set your sights on him You left a hand print on the door,===== her boyfriends catches her with another guy and fights him. but her boyrfriend didnt win the fight
You left your blood stain on the floor You set your sights on him You left a hand print on the door,===== her boyfriends catches her with another guy and fights him. but her boyrfriend didnt win the fight
This is our luck, baby, running out Her clothes were never off We still have our lives to run about=============== here she recalls catching him with another girl, but they weren't naked or having sex
This is our luck, baby, running out Her clothes were never off We still have our lives to run about=============== here she recalls catching him with another girl, but they weren't naked or having sex
Were under the sheets and you're killing me In our...
Were under the sheets and you're killing me In our house made of paper, your word�s all over me Were under the sheets and youre killin meee========== i assume this is rough sex ( i know i might be way off on this) PAPER-he is yelling at her they are verbally fighting and he is shouting in her face, with thin walls their neighbors can here them fighting and it sounds like he is killing her
In here the world won�t bring us down Our plan is golden Out there a lonely girl could drown In here were frozen=================== friends or people point out the flaw in their relationship. when its just them together everything is ok, she doesnt want to be alone
Where did the people go? My hands are empty You�re not the answer I should know Like all the boys before, like all the boys before (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,)
(chorus)
Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe Your more is less babe (oh, oh) Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe Your more is less babe (oh, oh!)========= this is a desfunctional relationship. you used to do more for me but it becomes less and less everday and its getting worse for us. your just like the other guys i used to date