Sunday, January 6, 2008

Someone Wake Me when It's Over


Ever feel like your life has suddenly become a bad dream you can't seem to wake up from? Ever feel like the people around you are suddenly strangers, like you don't even know who they are anymore? Ever feel just completely and utterly alone and irrelevant? Ever feel like your mere existence is a sandspur in the underwear of someone's life? Yeah, me neither.
Sometimes, when your heart is breaking, there's nothing like a cheesy old love song to get you through. When I'm at a loss for words to convey my feelings, somehow, someone else has already done it for me. Helps to know I'm not the only one. Those are for the sad times. Sometimes you just have to let yourself feel the pain before you can get past it. So you wallow a little in your grief. But I find it's best to temper the wallowing with some inspiration. You have to pick yourself back up and face the world again. There are songs for that, too. For me, they're generally equally as cheesy. Here are two of my favorites here of late, for your reading pleasure, for anyone who cares to know how I feel. I wonder why I expect that anyone else will care when I'm not even sure I care how I feel anymore. I think I'm fresh out of give-a-shit. At the very least, I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel.

 
For Wallowing , my trusty Kenny Rogers Duets album
I'll need time
To get you off my mind
I may sometimes bother you
Try to be in touch with you
Even ask too much of you
From time to time

Now and then
Lord ya know I'll need a friend
Til I get used to losing you
Let me keep on using you
Til I can make it on my own

I'll get by
But no matter how I try
There'll be times you know I'll call
Chances are my tears will fall
And I'll have no pride at all
From time to time

But they say
Oh there'll be a brighter day
But 'til then I'll lean on you
That's all I mean to do
'Til I can make it on my own

Surely someday I'll look up and see the morning sun
Without another lonely night behind me
Then I'll know I'm over you and all my crying's done
No more hurtin' memories will find me

But 'til then
Lord ya know I'm gonna need a friend
'Til I get used to losing you
Let me keep on using you
'Til I can make it on my own
'Til I can make it on my own...


For Getting Pissed Off and Fired Up
(Molly, you should remember this one well!)
Boy you sure look good there standin' in the doorway in the sunset light
Maybe I read you wrong thinkin' you could be my Mr. Right
I was puttin' my heart and soul on the line
Said you needed some time, just a little more time, to make up your mind
Well it's been long enough.
Time is up.

Bye bye love, Ill catch you later
Got a lead foot down on my accelerator and the rearview mirror torn off
I ain't never lookin' back, and that's a fact.
I've tried all I can imagine
I've begged and pleaded in true lover's fashion
I've got pride, I'm takin it for a ride
Bye bye, bye bye my Baby, bye bye

Don't think all those tears are gonna hold me here like they've done before
You'll find what's left of us in a cloud of dust on Highway 4
Baby, what did you expect me to do?
Just sit around and wait on you?
Well I'm through watchin' you just skate around the truth
And I know it sounds trite
I've seen the light

Bye bye love, Ill catch you later
Got a lead foot down on my accelerator and the rearview mirror torn off
cause I ain't never lookin back, and that's a fact.
I've tried all I can imagine
I've begged and pleaded in true lovers fashion
I've got pride, I'm takin it for a ride
Bye bye, bye bye my baby, bye bye

I'd lost the game I guess
I did my best to win the part
Now I'm leavin' here with what's left of my heart.
Bye bye, I'll catch you later
Got a lead foot down on my accelerator and the rearview mirror torn off
cause I ain't never lookin' back.
You can count on that.
I've tried all I can imagine
I've begged and pleaded in true lovers fashion
I've got pride, I'm takin it for a ride
Bye bye, bye bye my Baby, bye bye
If only I could really believe that.
WTF has happened to my life?
When will this nightmare be over?

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