Story of my love life in lyrics
Before I realized most of my odd social behaviors and difficulty with emotions might be coming from asperger's, I always liked this song and felt I could relate to it very well.
I know this isn't the music forum, but I talking about the writer's description of a difficult relationship, not the actual music itself.
Its by a band called CSS, check them out on youtube, their videos are pretty crazy too.
The song is called Patins
Here's an exert
you come around and say hello
and I don't know what to do
you look at me and see right through
who the hell are you?
baby, baby, I don't know, but I want you
baby, baby, I don't know, but I want you
see it, need it, dream it
do you want it?
call me and then meet me..
call me and then meet me..
whenever I look at you
I don't know what to do
whenever you talk to me
I don't know what it's true
tell me what to believe
tell me what to believe
listen baby (what?)
I got something to say
listen closely, I ain't saying again (ahan)
I got your shirt and I'm so not sure
are you coming back for it or should I expect the worse?
- well you can keep it
- I'm thinking
- don't think too much
- should I call?
- you got my numbers
- I'm thinking
whenever I look at you
I don't know what to do
whenever you talk to me
I don't know what it's true
tell me what to believe
tell me what to believe
I feel that this lyric is just like conversation I would have with someone.
Does this song click with anyone else and their relationship problems?
I don't know that song, but Stone Sour sums it up very well for me in "Through Glass"
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of hope
So while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me
(chorus)
How much is real?
So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart
But never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember it's just different from what you've seen
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For me, it's
Radiohead: Creep
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so f*****g special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so f*****g special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so f*****g special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
Radiohead: Creep
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so f***ing special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so f***ing special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so f***ing special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
Me too.
Radiohead: Creep
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so f***ing special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so f***ing special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so f***ing special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
Me too.
And me. I nearly posted 'Creep' earlier but I'd already put it in another thread yesterday.
Radiohead: Creep
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so f***ing special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so f***ing special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so f***ing special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
Me too.
And me. I nearly posted 'Creep' earlier but I'd already put it in another thread yesterday.
Yeah, I discovered that song when I was in high school. A girl had started talking to me and invited to a party at her house. I was very, very comfortable being around her and talking to her, which I'd never experienced before, but I had completely misinterpreted her intentions. So I brought my best (read: only) friend with me for backup and support, and she ended up hooking up with him at the party. :( I thought for a very long time after that it was extremely stupid of me to think that anyone would be attracted to me to begin with, and it would just lead to me getting hurt.
Interestingly, she and I are still very good friends to this day. I'm actually typing this from her house.

Interestingly, she and I are still very good friends to this day. I'm actually typing this from her house.
Unfortunately I think your party experience is quite a common one. I'm willing to bet that your friendship with her lasts longer than your best friend's relationship, though

I discovered Creep when it first came out and then that same year my fiance was killed in an RTA. For a long time it summed up the utter crapness of how much everything had changed for me beyond all comprehension.
Have you heard Thom Yorke's accoustic version? It's perfect but heartbreaking. I posted it yesterday but I guess there's no harm in doing it again
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JsHKoJM8uv8[/youtube]
Interestingly, she and I are still very good friends to this day. I'm actually typing this from her house.
Unfortunately I think your party experience is quite a common one. I'm willing to bet that your friendship with her lasts longer than your best friend's relationship, though :)
Heh - about a decade longer, as of right now. I'm 100% happy with the way things turned out - it would have been a very bad thing for my feelings to have been reciprocated as they were based on a completely erroneous conclusion.
Have you heard Thom Yorke's accoustic version? It's perfect but heartbreaking. I posted it yesterday but I guess there's no harm in doing it again
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JsHKoJM8uv8[/youtube]
What is an RTA?
I'm really sorry to hear about what happened. :(
Have things looked up for you?
Interestingly, she and I are still very good friends to this day. I'm actually typing this from her house.
Unfortunately I think your party experience is quite a common one. I'm willing to bet that your friendship with her lasts longer than your best friend's relationship, though

Heh - about a decade longer, as of right now. I'm 100% happy with the way things turned out - it would have been a very bad thing for my feelings to have been reciprocated (they were based on a completely erroneous conclusion).

What is an RTA?
I'm really sorry to hear about what happened.

Have things looked up for you?
RTA is a Road Traffic Accident. He was on his bike and someone pulled out of a junction in front of him.
Oh yes, things eventually looked up, although I struggled for a long time to accept what had happened and find a way to carry on. Even now, all these years later, sometimes it still feels like I'm living a life intended for someone else. It's certainly been character-building

Oh yes, things eventually looked up, although I struggled for a long time to accept what had happened and find a way to carry on. Even now, all these years later, sometimes it still feels like I'm living a life intended for someone else. It's certainly been character-building :roll:
:hug:
This song really describes my 1st relationship(Da best one so far):
Depeche Mode: World full of Nothing
Close
Naked
Skin on skin
Tears are falling
Tears of joy
Her first boy
His first girl
Makes a change
In a world full of nothing
Though it's not love
It means something
She's lonely
And he says
It's for her only
That he lusts
She doesn't trust him
Nothing is true
But he will do
In a world full of nothing
Though it's not love
It means something
It's easy to slip away
And believe it all
Though it's not love
It means something
(repeat 7 times)
Depeche Mode: World full of Nothing
Close
Naked
Skin on skin
Tears are falling
Tears of joy
Her first boy
His first girl
Makes a change
In a world full of nothing
Though it's not love
It means something
She's lonely
And he says
It's for her only
That he lusts
She doesn't trust him
Nothing is true
But he will do
In a world full of nothing
Though it's not love
It means something
It's easy to slip away
And believe it all
Though it's not love
It means something
(repeat 7 times)
I liked the lyrics. Definitely a good description of my first too. Kinda puts things in a different perspective to me. *shivers*
I liked the words more then the music though. It reminded me of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra and holiday music for some reason.
Maybe its because my town decided to be "festive" and has been playing holiday music 24/7 out in the streets.
ITS DRIVING ME CRAZY!
Sedaka
Veteran

Joined: 16 Jul 2006
Age: 43
Gender: Female
Posts: 4,597
Location: In the recesses of my mind
You'll get no answer from me
About what I want or what I get
Brave enough to speak afraid to see
Confuse the issue till you forget
And I've tried
To finally decide
Why
I'm in your face
And if you can't already tell
I am unable to let things go
I'm told I do it very well
But more important you should know
That all the same
You've got no one to blame
But yourself
If you call that a waste
Cause it ain't me
That's been hurting you inside
And if you've learned
You'll know much more than I
That you're gonna have to go and find it
You'll have to dig beneath the ground
You'll have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You'll get no answer from me
About what I get or what I want
That was enough to make her leave
She's not the first one come and gone
And I don't care
Buyer beware
Of me
Cause it might get rough
If you want peace then live alone
If you wanna hide then find a stage
Each a brief but perfect home
To accommodate your rage
And sometimes
In the midst of all my crimes
I feel lost
Or have I lost enough
Remaining friends
Remind me as they say
It's up to you
The things you throw away
And still you're gonna have to go and find it
You'll have to dig beneath the ground
You'll have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put it down
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around
~Blues Traeler
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Winner At a Losing Game by Rascal Flatts
Baby, look here at me
Have you ever seen me this way
I've been fumblin' for words
Through the tears and the hurt and the
Pain
I'm gonna lay it all out
On the line tonight
And I think that it's time
To tell this uphill fight goodbye
[CHORUS]
Have ever had to love someone
That just don't feel the same
Tryin' to make somebody care for you
The way I do
Is like tryin' to catch the rain
And if love is really forever
I'm a winner at a losin' game
I know that baby, you tried
To find me somewhere inside of you
But you know you can't lie
Girl, you can't hide the truth
Sometimes two hearts
Just can't dance to the same beat
So I'll pack up my things
And I'll take what remains of me
[Repeat Chorus]
I know that I'll never be the man that you need or love
Yeah, baby it's killin' me to stand here and see
I'm not what you've been dreamin' of
[Repeat Chorus]
Oh, oh, if love is really forever
I'm a winner at a losin' game
Ooo, I'm tired of losing
Oh, oh, oh-
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