Ode to Divorce Lyrics
Is suddenly tasteless
I know I’m alone now
I know what it tastes like
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
Like you might make a dollar
Behind your tonsils
Peeking over your molars
You’re talking to her now
And you’ve eaten something minty
And you’re making that face that I like
And you’re going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss for the kiss, kiss
I need your car and I need your love
So won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
Dollar, might make a dollar
Won’t you help a brother out?
Won’t you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
(You might make a dollar)
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
"I need your money, It'll help me. I need your car, and I need your love. -- Won't you help a brother out?" ^ She feels like a beggar here. Not that she's homeless. Yeah, we divide up our cars and our money when we get divorced, but as some commenters mention, the biggest gaping loss is knowing they don't love you anymore.
I dunno, I almost feel like she's pointing to the futility of begging for love.
"Just break me to small parts; let go in small doses" - let's take this separation thing slowly. Nevermind that you can't love ALL of me anymore -- there are parts of me you'd still find useful!
I didn't feel this way so much in the divorce, but I did feel A LOT like this in my first post-divorce relationship -- and still feel that way sometimes as far as being a bit of a useful spare part for that guy. He doesn't want me, but he hangs onto bits and pieces of the relationship anyway while I futilely beg for his love, Aye, that's gotta stop.
Oh, and you know what? As long as someone's broken me to small parts and is hoarding the ones they find useful while discarding the rest -- it makes it practically impossible to get in a REAL relationship.
Oh, and you know what? As long as someone's broken me to small parts and is hoarding the ones they find useful while discarding the rest -- it makes it practically impossible to get in a REAL relationship.
I need to take back those parts for me so I can be whole on my own.
I need to take back those parts for me so I can be whole on my own.
This song is so amazing. First, am I the only one who interprets the line: When you're going in for the kill kill / For the kill-er-kiss kiss for the kiss kiss? Almost as if Regina is so spiteful towards her ex-husband's new relationship that she says 'kill' instead of 'kiss' and then catches herself, throwing an 'er' in there that also sounds like killer kiss... pure genius. I also love how she almost shouts the word 'out' like she wants her ex to get out of her head, and how desperate and mocking she sounds while singing 'and I need your love.' This probably makes no sense ;w; oh well, i tried :3
i don't think so... but regina can always sing about fictional characters, that's what she does best.
i might have missed it...but...no one has yet commented on the heartbeat that opens and closes this song.
in the beginning it doesn't make sense. at the end, it's like...amazingly beautiful and so solitary and full of pain and sorrow..where as at the beginning no one really knows what it's leading into.
that heartbeat at the end makes this song for me, personally. it hurts me more than any of the lyrics, though they are amazing too.
regina spektor, marry me.
oh and listening to it with the volume up, the heartbeat is pumping throughout the whole song. i hadn't heard that before.
i love things like this; that just get better and better every time you listen.
brilliantbrilliantbrilliant
what an interesting point of view, from the back of an ex-lover's mouth... how amazing is this woman??!?
is her ex now homeless?? "I need your money, it’ll help me I need your car and I need your love x2 So won’t you help a brother out? ... You might make a dollar Dollar, might make a dollar
So won’t you help a brother out"
I assumed she was talking about all the legalities of getting a divorce, all the settlements of who gets the house, and who gets the money.. and playing off the guilt of the partner that's left her.
seriously. we need to find something not wuite so brilliant by her.