Story Behind The Song
my first girl friend left me and so did everybody else, so this song is kind of a suicide-substitute.
Song Description
melancholic self-pity verses, but the chorus is uplifting. you now I'll get over it one day.
| Song Length |
4:41 |
Genre |
Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cheerless, Aggressive |
Subject |
Junk Food, Earth |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
Lyrics
Well up to now
No one came to see me cry
I guess they thought this show isn't good enough for them
Well up to now
No one came to see me die
I guess they figured i might
Well up to now
No one came to see me fly
I guess they all could see my wings were cut
Well up to now
No one came to see me down
I guess I wasn't so low
But it mattered to me
I care about me
She shut the door
Left me lying on the floor
With a foolish grin smeared all over my face
I wrote her notes
Saying two and two is four
I threw them away, knew I had no case
But it matterred to me
I care about me
One of a kind
Running alone around and around
With a red-haired girl sitting on his back
Safe and sound
Up two feet above the ground
With a golden string round his neck
But it mattered to me