FOOLISH GAMES, A CHEAP INTERPRETATION.
August 1, 2006, 11:25 pm
Filed under: Music
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You were always crazy like that
<– Spontaniety, not caring what other people think. Not caring even about how other people feel
I watched from my window,
always felt I was outside looking in on you
<– I can never get what’s going on inside that head of yours. You never let me in.
You were always the mysterious one
with dark eyes and careless hair <– scruffy lost puppy, without a care in the world
You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care
<– knows how people should dress, whats cool, whats lame… but playing aloof tops it all.
Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
besides some comment on the weather
<– you want me, I know you do. But you’re to caught up in your stupid act, and fumble on your words. Suddenly, you’re no longer a mystery.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees <– you oaf!!!! enough with the pretending already… I can’t stand it… why can’t you just look my way and tell me how you feel?
These foolish games are tearing me apart
<— your lies, not being true to yourself, not being true to me
You thoughtless words are breaking my heart
<— you speak not of what you feel, and it hurts
You’re breaking my heart
<— I’m telling you once again, it hurts
You were always brilliant in the morning
<— when we first met, you were easier to understand
Smoking you cigarettes, talking over coffee
<— we could talk about anything, time would fly.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you,
<— you’d be open, enthusiastic, and I loved ‘that you’.
You loved Mozart and you’d speak of your loved ones <— totally yourself, nothing to hide, comfortable with each other…
As I clumsily strummed my guitar
<— even when I couldn’t play my guitar this good yet
You’d teach me of honest things
<— you’d want me to understand how you think, so we could walk the same path
Things that were daring, things that were clean
<— to take my chances, to be brave, to be honest to be free…
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
<— because the best things in life are free…
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
<— I made mistakes, I’m only human… like you…
Somewhere along the line I must’ve gone off track with you
<— But we’ve wronged together too…
Excuse me, think I’ve mistaken you for somebody else
<— I thought you’d understand… you’d forgive.. you’d forget
Somebody who gave a damn,
<— I thought you’d care…
Somebody more like myself
<— I thought I cared…
You took your coat off and stood in the rain
you were always like that <— you stupid fool, you’ll catch a cold!!! come back inside!!! SHIT!!!