5.23.2007

Hinder - Better Than Me

I really, really, REALLY hate posting cliche music like this, but I have to. This song, although it's EXTREMELY popular, makes me sick every time I hear it. It's that feeling of internal whirling chaos, your insides crying out in desperation for forgiveness, while you're standing there, in front of the person you love more than anyone in the world, motionless and speechless, trying NOT to make any more of an ass as you already have by crying and grovelling in the dirt, as they tell you what they really think of you.

In my life, this has happened to me twice.

*sigh* It sucks when you meet who you really are.

Hinder - Better Than Me

I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won’t miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me

While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures I took
That you were looking for
If there’s one memory I don’t want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won’t miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me

The bed I’m lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would’ve said it’s over
And I can’t pretend that I won’t think about you when I’m older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can’t be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)

Some songs are better as words. And some musicians were meant to be garbagemen.

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