Saturday, March 01, 2014

Great Songs from Your Douchey Ex: "Just Don't Wanna Be Lonely" Version

Guuuys. I heard this song in that crazy, super-French movie that is in English and about a sentient/telekinetic car tire, Rubber a few years ago and was like, that shit is soulful and amazing. But it's also a song sung from the perspective of a really shitty (soon-to-be-) ex-boyfriend. The Main Ingredient released their version in 1974:



Let's re-interpret these lyrics:

I don't mind when you say that you're going away
Not that attached to you personally.
Just don't wanna be lonely

This is about me.
And I don't care if you share
Only moments a day

Because those moments are really almost too much.
I just don't wanna be lonely

I'd rather be loved and needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give

Because I am a huge fucking asshole.
When you're gone, when you're gone

I just don't want to be lonely
I'd just rather be loved
I'd just rather be loved

I am officially The Worst. 

I don't mind when the time
sets the sun to the moon
I just don't wanna be lonely
Let the stairs find you there
at the end of the room
I just don't wanna be lonely

This verse makes no sense, it's just more of me saying that I really don't find you particularly interesting, compelling, or love-worthy. I just have problems being alone, so like, Stop. Don't. Come back. 

I'd rather be loved and needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give

Because I really can't. I suck pretty hard.
When you're gone, when you're gone

Which, again, is not that sad to me.
I just don't want to be lonely
I'd just rather be loved
I'd just rather be loved
I am the worst, most selfish douche who has ever lived. I literally don't give a fuck about you, but I am terrified of being alone and having to evaluate my worthiness as a human being, with or without a partner. Please don't make me confront myself. I have a huge, huge fear that I am unworthy and bad. I'd much rather be a shitty boyfriend and destroy your life than figure my own shit out.


#TrueStory

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