When you said you loved me, did you really love me or did the words just spill out like drool on my pillow. 'Cause I was naked when you said those words, but I felt covered in your whispered worship. And as you passed out fast on my shoulder, I imagined a child waiting so sad and still for his mom to arrive. Did she leave you an orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? Said, "Don't you move a muscle, kid, It'll be back in twenty years," You were scared, you were lonely, but you must've been aware; life is a series of calluses, this is just another layer. So, build 'em up, tough it out, yeah, that's your skin, don't let anyone under there.

When you said you needed me, did you really need me or was it just someone, oh, you'd take anything. Am I first on that list of yours, or am I second, or third? So, who's that ahead of me, some harlot from Pittsburgh? Or Detroit, Santa Fe, or San Diego? I know you're so alone, but how much affection does one guy really need?

Did you date a lot in high school? Were you always chasing girls? Couldn't you find some young valentine to steal your heart for good? Were you content, or contemptible? Are your memories pleasant, or is it a string of endless flings of bitter resentment. Seems that what you want and what you need doesn't mean a thing, we'e just here for the taking.

When you said you'd hurt me, did you think you hurt me? Are you really that cocky? Oh, what a heartbreaker! Well, I've got my armor, yeah, I've been through some battles before, and I met your old girlfriend, she said, "Baby, don't bother." She told me you told her you'd hurt her. Funny, how familiar. So, how much of this relationship was rehearsed?

Did you act out as a child? Were you always crying wolf? Attention-starved, you tried too hard to get someone to look. Now you're the wolf in second-hand clothing; I'm the sheep in a pleated skirt. It's an awkward form of payback, but if it works for you, it works. It's that I recognize your off-white lies, still, I lie beside you, and that's what really hurts.

When you said you'd leave me, well, why haven't you left me? What are we still doing here, so desperate for company? There's a greyhound on Jackson Street, there's an airport in Council Bluffs hell, there's a car in the driveway, fifty ways to get lost.

But as I hold you and listen to you sleeping, I'm starting to wonder if you really believe that you'd ever really leave. Would you leave me, and orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? The one you've lugged around from town to town for all these years. It's the trophy of your childhood, like a shark's tooth or gator skin boots, but this one holds you prisoner, it holds me prisoner too. What we need to set us free is to let go of each other, let go of everything.

When I said I loved you, it was because I loved you. When I said I needed you, well, I really need you. Yeah, I guess you hurt me, for once you're a man of your words. Well, guess what, I'm leaving. I can't be your prisoner.

I won't.


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    General Commenti wish i had written this song.
    shineitdownon April 27, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI usually do not have the patience to listen to an entire nine minute song, except for maybe this one. it's so beautiful and honest. My interpertation is based from my own personal experiences..which i will not get into here. This to me i about a very lonely, empty, man who takes, and takes and takes from the women in his life. He is desperate for affection and cannot be fulfilled from the woman(women) who love him. It's an awful feeling being with someone who is just using you. Yet, you stay anyway because you love them.

    It’s that I recognize your off-white lies
    Still, I lie beside you, and that’s what really hurts

    beautiful. so sad.
    oonah.on June 02, 2008   Link
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    General CommentMy favorite line is probably from the acoustic version of this:

    Seems that what you want and what you need get's stuck between
    Your lack of good judgment.
    wonderfulmetropolison May 21, 2009   Link
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    General CommentThis could quite possibly be my favorite nine minute song of all time. I mean that in all seriousness. Even with my extreme iPod syndrome that requires me to switch songs constantly, I can always play this one all the way through. Just a beautiful sound. Done with the fanboy rant now.
    Imposs1bleon October 14, 2004   Link
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    General CommentThis song is... amazing. The entire song just intertwines, making it one thought, but then it has so many different parts. It's simply beautiful and probably the only song I can sing all the way through a capella.
    Tromperieon November 06, 2004   Link
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    General Commentthis is my all-time favourite good life. tim kasher is fucking incredible. respect, dawg.

    im drunk off white wine.
    funnyhowfamiliaron November 07, 2004   Link
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    General CommentThis is my favorite Good Life song, and probably the best song i ever heard from Tim, including his Cursive stuff. He sang it alone on stage when i saw him in DC, and i swear everyone was staring at him as if he was a God. It was amazing.
    Friction!on November 09, 2004   Link
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    General CommentI love this song. I love her voice, and I agree that this song is great. Honestly, I've only recently gotten into the Good Life. I never thought Tim could sing. Not that I mind the Cursive screaming )I love Cursive), but I think he's a good singer.
    cuddledumplinon November 22, 2004   Link
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    General CommentI adore this song. It just reminds me of a late-night conversation between two people who know the relationship is doomed. They're bringing up all the old hurts and accusations. The conclusion is inevitable.
    guitarchikon January 25, 2005   Link
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    General Commenti love the acoustic verson with just tim. it's amazing.
    i rockon February 16, 2005   Link

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