Song Description
On this song I like the call and response on the chorus, but I'm particularly proud of some of the call and response that the guitar does with the vocals on the verses.
You can almost hear the talking guitar say a couple of lines. For instance, after the line "some guy named Chad who bought you a house" listen to the guitar say back "Well that's not a nice thing to say at all."
Song Length |
3:52 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
So you flunked out all your classes. Said you studied the best you can. You only want to be an art teacher, after all. Well I never once saw you use your hands. Still you were my angel. I was too wrapped up in your body. I was too lost in your eyes and your charm and your smile to feel you killing me from the inside out.
You're just as bad as you used to be;
You're living in some kind of shadow.
And I don't like how that reflects on me;
'Cause I've been feeling kind of the same, you know?
You're not even trying to get free;
You always were a little shallow.
You can't make me give up on me.
You can't make me give up on me!
So I hear tell you're getting married. Some guy named Chad who bought you a house. You buy frilly furniture for his prison. Shake your pink ass, poof man's a mouse.