This song reminds me of a guy who was bad for me, but he had a good heart. He was just damaged goods and I was part of the damage. In the end, he kept getting caught in his web of destruction, and I would always defend his honor as a friend until it dragged me down so hard I hit bottom. I was his only friend, but he couldn't hold it together, and I was reminded of this song, "Could you be the hand that held me down? When I was sick with common sense And now your statuettes are all torn down There's no-one left for you to lean against."
The whole time this person is leaning on you, but they've pulled the rug out from under you and it doesn't make any sense to you, because you were the only one there for them. Basically, they try to hold on to you by making you feel like shit about yourself. Really sick and twisted!
This song reminds me of a guy who was bad for me, but he had a good heart. He was just damaged goods and I was part of the damage. In the end, he kept getting caught in his web of destruction, and I would always defend his honor as a friend until it dragged me down so hard I hit bottom. I was his only friend, but he couldn't hold it together, and I was reminded of this song, "Could you be the hand that held me down? When I was sick with common sense And now your statuettes are all torn down There's no-one left for you to lean against."
The whole time this person is leaning on you, but they've pulled the rug out from under you and it doesn't make any sense to you, because you were the only one there for them. Basically, they try to hold on to you by making you feel like shit about yourself. Really sick and twisted!