I mentioned in a throw-away comment downthread that whenever I’ve had my heart broken I’ve found myself listening to Nick Cave. Specifically, Are you the one I’ve been waiting for?, which has to be one of the soppiest songs Cave has ever penned.
Yes, I know lying in the dark playing Nick Cave post-break-up is one of those dreadful Gen X cliches that should best be avoided, but I haven’t had my heart broken since the late ’90s when I was a soppy university student reading Sylvia Plath and wearing long droopy dresses with Doc Martens. In those days I had my heart broken about once a month, and so my Nick Cave CD was pretty much the only thing I listened to. Good times.
Anyway, Jason Soon mentioned Lucinda Williams’ Those Three Days as being the ultimate in break-up music (lyrics below), which I think is an excellent suggestion.
Any other ideas for the ultimate break-up song or mixtape?
Those Three Days, Lucinda Williams
You say there’s always gonna be this thing
Between us days are filled with dreams
Scorpions crawl across my screen
Make their home beneath my skin
Underneath my dress stick their tongues
Bite through the flesh down to the bone
And I have been so fuckin’ alone
Since those three days
Did you only want me for those three days?
Did you only need me for those three days?
Did you love me forever
just for those three days?
You built a nest inside my soul
You rest your head on leaves of gold
You managed to crawl inside my brain
You found a hole and in you came
You sleep like a baby breathing
Comfortably between truth and pain
But the truth is nothing’s been the same
Since those three days
Did you only want me for those three days?
Did you only need me for those three days?
Did you love me forever
just for those three days?
You say there’s always gonna be this thing
Between us days are filled with dreams
Scorpions crawl across my screen
Make their home beneath my skin
Underneath my dress stick their tongues
Bite through the flesh down to the bone
And I have been so fuckin’ alone
You built a nest inside my soul
You rest your head on leaves of gold
You managed to crawl inside my brain
You found a hole and in you came
You sleep like a baby breathing
Comfortably between truth and pain
But the truth is nothing’s been the same
Since those three days
Did you only want me for those three days?
Did you only need me for those three days?
Did you love me forever
just for those three days, baby?
Did you only want me for those three days?
Did you only need me for those three days?
Did you love me forever
just for those three days?
For those three days
For those three days
“Love Will Tear Us Apart, Again”
“I’ve Forgotten What It Was In You That Put The Need In Me” by Maria McKee.
“I Hope I Never” by Split Enz.
“Will You Miss Me When You’re Sober” by Deborah Conway.
I submit, for sheer cheese content:
Nothing Compares 2U, the Prince version
Dance Me To The End Of Love, Leonard Cohen
Bridge Over Troubled Waters, Simon and Garfunkel
…oh, and just to be cheeky:
If You Leave Me, Can I Come Too?, Mental as Anything
I also find Chet Baker singing ‘Just friends’ terribly moving, such short and simple lyrics but they do their job
Just friends
Lovers no more
Just friends
But not like before
To think of what we’ve been
And not to kiss again
Seems like pretending
It isn’t the ending
Two friends
Drifting apart
Two friends
But one broken heart
We loved we laughed we cried
Then suddenly love died
The story ends
And we’re
Just friends
We loved we laughed and we cried
Then suddenly love died
The story ends
And we’re
Just friends
Can I strongly not recommend The Card Cheat on the Clash’s London Calling: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/clash/the card cheat_20031844.html
It’s a great song, but when you are in a dark place something about it seems to push you into some place even darker.
Sorry, here’s the http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/clash/the card cheat_20031844.html
‘The Scientist’, ‘Green Eyes’, ‘Miss you’ (Coldplay)
‘Live from Mars’ – CD 2 (Ben Harper)
‘Lover, You Should Have Come Over’, ‘Hallelujah’ (Jeff Buckley)
Johnny Cash singing Nine Inch Nails’ Hurt scares the hell out of me. I hope I’m never in such a mood that I’d identify with that song.
Naomi, just re-reading those lyrics got me a little choked up and I’ve no reason to be at all. It’s a great song.
A few years back, ‘Sparks’ by Coldplay seemed to give me some solace after being given the run-around.
I’ve always wondered if Ryan Adams’ “When The Stars Go Blue” might be good for such times? I’m hoping I don’t have to find out.
Bismarck — agree about ‘The Card Cheat.’ yuh-huh.
Naomi — same thing about Mr. Jeff Buckley. Good heavens, what a talent, what a voice… and what a sheer good soul. One of these fine days, remind me to tell you a Jeff Buckley story or two… [plus, do you have the double-live CD from the late great Sin-e, that has his radiant Nusret Fateh Ali Khan cover? Oomph...]
new submission:
‘Slipaway,’ which is the last part of the ‘Street Hassle’ suite by Lou Reed.
‘course, if you’re spending too much time listening to that phase of Lou’s career, then it might be clear to you why people are breaking up with you…
“Part Company” by the Gobetweens.
(A Forster song, I think, not Grant McLennan.)
Come and have a look, beside me
A fine line of tears, part company.
That’s her handwriting, that’s the way she writes
>From the first letter I got to this her Bill of Rights, part company.
And what will I miss? Her cruelty, her unfaithfulness
Her fun, her love, her kiss, part company.
That’s her handwriting, that’s the way she writes
Like mud in the September rain it comes, back to me.
Part, part, I said part
Part company, made he men disappear
Cut my swathe and spread my fear.
Before we’d met, I hadn’t wiped my feet
Seen myself naked or, part company.
And I said it before, do I have to say it again
A fine line of tears, part company.
That’s her handwriting, that’s the way she writes
>From her first words to this, our last night.
Part, part, she said part
Part company, made her men disappear
Cut my swathe and spread my fear.
There’s a song called Cocoon Crash by K’s Choice, which has been on high rotation in my head since girlchild put it on iTunes. It must really take the shine off when your mum tells you to “Turn that bloody song UP!!!”
“Tracks of My Tears” by Smoky Robinson
“How Can You Mend a Broken Heart” by the Beegees.
ITA with the Jeff Buckley songs, esp “Last Goodbye” and “Lover you Should’Have Come Over”.
Now excuse me while I go and wipe my teary, foggy glasses clean again!
Rock And Roll All Nite – Kiss
Ball and Chain – Martha Wainwright
Flame Trees – Sarah Blasko version
The Ship Song – Nick Cave
Straight to You – Nick Cave
I See You, You See Me – Magic Numbers
I just don’t know what to do with myself – Dusty Springfield
I could go on forever…
Come on! Please!
“Hurt” is a death song, perhaps frame it as the ultimate breakup song then.
Here it is.
“Been Lovin’ You” Otis R.
“You’re Breakin’ My Heart” by Harry Nilsson:
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearin’ it apart
So fuck you.
Also:
“The Last Thing On My Mind” by Tom Paxton
“I Cried For Us” by Kate & Anna McGarrigle
“Watching The Water” by Johnette Napolitano
The Cure’s “Picture’s of You” or “Letter to Elise,” or “the 13th” if you brought it on yourself and haven’t worked out wether its a good or bad thing (not that it will help you work it out).
Liam have you heard Johnny Cash do Nick Cave’s “The Mercy Seat”? Cash trumps Reznor AND Cave, the man’s scary
“Song for the Dumped” by Ben Folds could be cathartic.
Give me my money back, you bitch!
Captain, that’s sort of an enpowering break up song.
Harry’s later ones..there’s the true sadness.
Screw my typos.
It’s my broken heart talking.
Nah, I reckon for pure lyrics about breaking up you can’t go past:
The Cure
DISINTEGRATION
oh i miss the kiss of treachery
the shameless kiss of vanity
the soft and the black and the velvety
up tight against the side of me
and mouth and eyes and heart all bleed
and run in thickening streams of greed
as bit by bit it starts the need
to just let go
my party piece
oh i miss the kiss of treachery
the aching kiss before i feed
the stench of a love for a younger meat
and the sound that it makes
when it cuts in deep
the holding up on bended knees
the addiction of duplicities
as bit by bit it starts the need
to just let go
my party piece
but i never said i would stay to the end
so i leave you with babies and hoping for frequency
screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy
screaming me over and over and over
i leave you with photographs
pictures of trickery
stains on the carpet and
stains on the scenery
songs about happiness murmured in dreams
when we both us knew
how the ending would be…
so it’s all come back round to breaking apart again
breaking apart like i’m made up of glass again
making it up behind my back again
holding my breath for the fear of sleep again
holding it up behind my head again
cut in deep to the heart of the bone again
round and round and round
and it’s coming apart again
over and over and over
now that i know that i’m breaking to pieces
i’ll pull out my heart
and i’ll feed it to anyone
crying for sympathy
crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd
and the three cheers from everyone
dropping through sky
through the glass of the roof
through the roof of your mouth
through the mouth of your eye
through the eye of the needle
it’s easier for me to get closer to heaven
than ever feel whole again
i never said i would stay to the end
i knew i would leave you with babies and everything
screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
screaming me over and over and over
i leave you with photographs
pictures of trickery
stains on the carpet and
stains on the memory
songs about happiness murmured in dreams
when we both of us knew
how the end always is
how the end always is…
Who was it that wrote the song (Supertramp, maybe? Mott the Hoople?)
“You Broke My Heart… So I Busted Your Jaw”
“Somebody’s Crying” Chris Issacs.
This ain’t a song, but for all you broken-hearts out there seeking a bit of fortitude and closure, here’s some mighty lines from the evergreen Mr. Stevens’ mighty poem “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”…
The river is moving.
The blackbird must be flying.
Another Kim, Harry’s later body of work is little known and, it must be said, very patchy. Hopefully you are referring to the gorgeous “All I Think About Is You”.
- Can’t stand losing you by the Police.
- You’re beautiful by james blunt (only because James Blunt appears to jump of a cliff and the end of the song)
I don’t go past the lost LA years.
How’s about “Don’t Forget Me?” or “Can’t Live Without You?”
Otis wins though. Wish I could do a linky goodness.
Just to seriously challenge The Jumblies’ record for transporting a very large cargo of cheese:
“Goodbye My Lover” by James Blunt
“Girl I’m Gonna Miss You” by Milli Vanilli
NO JAMES BLUNT.
Far out, people.
Harry aficiando here.
Kate & Anna McGarrigle – that reminds me. “Heart Like a Wheel”.
BACK AWAY FROM THE CHEESE!
Any Smiths album
Ah, if my heart wasn’t broken then maybe my fingers wouldn’t feel like they were too. I’d spell like the nuns taught me. Fuck, maybe that’s why they’re broken.
Or if I just stopped drinking.
That was direct to Paul, BTW.
I’m also quite partial to Cat Power’s ‘Good woman’.
Plenty that has already been mentioned that I would agree with. My first thought was Part Company by The Go-B’s.
Also “Crying” by Roy Orbison. A touch hysterical but that can be the right note to hit in these situations.
PS: Thank you Naomi for clarifying the Jeff Buckley lyric (the CONSOLATION one) that I have never been able to decipher.
Also, Ben Harper does a spine tingling version of “The Drugs Don’t Work” on Live from Mars. Even better than the original IMO.
Since j_p_z has widened the scope to include poetry, here’s a favourite calmer-down of mine (struggling with the grammar always takes my mind off the broken heart): Robert Creeley’s ‘For Fear’, 1962.
For fear I want
to make myself again
under the thumb
of old love, old time
subservience
and pain, bent
into a nail that will
not come out.
Why, love, does it
make such a difference
not to be heard
in spite of self
or what we may feel,
one for the other,
but as a hammer
to drive again
bent nail
into old hurt?
Husker Du was brilliant with the breakup songs. More of ‘fuck you’ attitude so great cathartic listening if you the aggrieved one:
‘I Don’t Want To Know if You Are Lonely’
‘Never Talking to you Again’
‘Hardly Getting Over It’
And when Bob Mould was Sugarey:
‘If I Can’t Change Your Mind’
And The Donnas are great at breakup songs with attitude:
‘Its On The Rocks’ and’ I Didn’t Like You Anyway’ whose lyrics are just moving and beautiful:
You told me that it just couldn’t be
You don’t wanna go out with me
No I’m not sad, I don’t even care
‘Cause dumb boys like you are everywhere
yeah, that’s right
B-O-R-I-N-G
Too bad you’re not the boy for me
B-O-R-I-N-G
I wanted something quick and easy
I didn’t like you anyway
I was just lookin for fun, uh-huh
I didn’t like you anyway
I’m a speed demon on the run
You thought I would be broken hearted
Maybe I would if you weren’t so retarted!
I ask your name, you don’t even know
You should have dumped me on that talk show
And I’ll throw in ‘Kicked In The Teeth’ by AC/DC to be consistent.
Btw, Nabs, you spelt KISS incorrectly.
I used to be partial to the Cranberries – No need to argue.
“There’s no need to argue anymore.
I gave all I could, but it left me so sore.
And the thing that makes me mad,
Is the one thing that I had,
I knew, I knew,
I’d lose you.”
The odd thing is that the person who I had broken up with back then, I met up with again 7 years later and am now married to…
I’ve been loving you too long
to stop now
You are tired .. and you want to be free
My love is growing stronger,
as you become a habit to me
Ohh, I’ve been loving you a little too long
I don’t wanna stop now
With you my life huh
Has been so wonderful
I can’t stop now
You are tired .. and your love is growing cold
My love is growing stronger
as our affair, affair grows old
I’ve been loving you a little too long
I don’t want to stop now
ohh, ohh, ohh
I’ve been loving you a little too long
I don’t wanna stop now
ohh, ohh, ohh
And don’t make me stop now
Oh baby
I’m down on my knees
Please, don’t make me stop now
I love you, I love you, I love you with all my heart
And I can’t stop now
Please, please, please don’t make me stop now
yeah yeah yeah
I love you
I love you
Talkin’ ’bout heart and soul
That I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
Good God almighty but I love you
I love you
I love you
http://www.2famouslyrics.com/o/otis-redding/ive-been-loving-you-too-long.html
Rufus Wainwright covers “Acroos the Universe” on the ‘I am Sam’ soundtrack….
….cracker.
Shaun’s Husker Du contribution is wanting for a Grant Hart solo song to balance the Sugar inclusion, so allow me to nominate “2541″ – a song popularised in these parts by Robert Forster of The Go-Betweens, who covered it on one of his solo albums.
Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach’s Painted From Memory – the whole depressing album! Oh – and whenever I hear the Police’s I’ll Be Watching You I relive a particularly painful break-up in the 80s.
And anybody who owns a James Blunt CD deserves to be dumped…
Have we really made it through 47 comments with no mention of “By The Time I Get To Phoenix”? For shame.
“Good Year for the Roses” E Costello
Sorry Kate, I guess I was subliminally influenced by the sight of the egg and asparagus mornay at my campus refectory today.
The Sylvia Plath reference in the original post reminded me of the Ryan Adams song of the same name.
From the same album as ‘when the stars go blue’ but i prefer S.Plath for the pure escapism.
Or anything off Blood On The Tracks?
S. Plath is ultimate escapism.
Good call on Otis, Another Kim. Then again, he could have made the phone book sound emotionally devastating.
Naomi, who is that by? Don’t know.
I am also on Team Husker Du. And I’m amazed that nobody mentioned The Smiths until Laura did – best wallowing music ever –
I know it’s over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said :
“If you’re so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
And if you’re so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you’re so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you’re so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight ?
I know …
‘Cause tonight is just like any other night
That’s why you’re on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they’re in each other’s arms…”
It’s so easy to laugh
It’s so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
I got it. Sorry to make a joke of it. It’s just that way.
I admire Zoe as I admire very few others.
And this line..’It takes stregnth to be gentle and kind”
‘fraid I’m not there yet.
In the “get angry, don’t get mopy” school, I humbly offer:
“I Went Out With A Hippy And Now I Love Everyone” by Frenzal Rhomb
“Song For The Dumped” Ben Folds Five
Oh, and for non-musical breakup recovery the good old instant voodoo doll is pretty good…
Any song by Lamb.
I have no idea of the lyrical content, but they certainly have the right sound for wallowing in self pity.
OK, Captain Wacky, you’ve jogged my memory:
“If You See Her, Say Hello” by Zimmy, from Blood On The Tracks.
Crash Test Dummies had a great break up song, whose first verse was:
Running into you like this without warning
Is like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning
But I’ll try, I’ll try to keep my food down
That’s quite an after-taste that you’ve left now that you’re not around.
I’m with you Zoe. I was going to mention the Smiths but for some reason neglected to do it…Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me has got to be one of their most mournful pieces:
Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm
Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm
So, tell me how long
Before the last one ?
And tell me how long
Before the right one ?
And has no one mentioned Billy Bragg???
My all time favourite break up song though is “You Didn’t Need” from The Rollins Band
You turned me and you put me out
You pulled me in then you locked me out
You ripped your feelings right across my back
You didn’t see that I was bleedin’
You looked at me and I saw right through you
You looked away when I spoke right to you
You didn’t need to do that to me
When I touched you, did you feel it?
Did you ever feel anything at all?
Do you ever lie awake at night?
Do you ever think of me?
I’ve got my arms wrapped around myself
You’ve got your arms around someone else
I’ll lie to myself
I’ll tell myself I’m not down. down, down, down
I’m not down
Some people are better left alone
Some people are better left alone
I didn’t want it but I get it anyway
I didn’t want it but I couldn’t get away
I can’t deny it, I miss you
Even though it hurts inside
When I dream, I kiss you
I keep a lie alive
You didn’t need to do that to me
I rack my brain tryin’ to remember
Everything I did to you
I wreck my brain tryin’ to dismember
Every thought I attached to you
I’m sorry I still feel this pain inside
It sits on my face like a scar
It’s something I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide, No!
Some people have been left alone
Some people are let alone
It hurts so much when you’ve got nothing to say
It hurts so much to have to walk away
Walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away
Walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away
Funnily enough I never felt better after listening to this
The whole of Worker’s Playtime is required listening for the broken hearted
Well if there are no winners
Then what is this he thinks
As he watches her complete a lap of honour
And he sits in the stands With his head in his hands
And he thinks of all the things
He’d like to bring down upon her
Revenge will bring cold comfort in this darkest hour
As the juke box says ‘It’s All Over Now’
And he stands and he screams
What have I done wrong
I’ve fallen in love with a little time bomb
Georg, I was trying to remember that Billy Bragg song to the tune of ‘Just walk away Renee’ in which the gal dumps him for a guy that looks like Mr Potato head, and then he’s heartbroken, but then she cuts her hair and he stops loving her… but I couldn’t remember what it was called.
Then of course there’s this early Joni classic –
I’m gonna blow this damn candle out
I don’t want nobody coming over to my table
I got nothing to talk to anybody about
All the dreamers pass this way someday
Hiding behind bottles in dark cafes
Only a black cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings
And fly away
Ani Difranco on breakup
“When we leave, the landlord will come in and paint over it all”
Georg: “…has no one mentioned Billy Bragg??…”
I knew a gal who had the (un)pleasant duty of actually breaking up with Billy Bragg… but then, I guess there’s one in every town…
to the various Huskers contributors…
*Yes! Yes! Yes!* as they say in the imaginary NYT headlines. I reckon pretty much all of ‘Copper Blue’ qualifies in one way or another, as does most of ‘Warehouse’ and part of ‘New Day Rising’…
as for The Smiths, one *could* go on, but ‘Rusholme Ruffians’ is always my fave, and I guess also ‘What She Said’…
What she said:
‘I smoke, ‘cos I’m
Hoping for an
Early death; and I need
Something
To cling to…’
If that’s not enuf ‘feeling-sorry-for-yourself’ goodness, I just don’t know what sorta trouble y’all have in mind… and then, in the overall realm of Feeling Sorry For Yourself (which I reckon ‘breakup’ is actually a subcategory of), the masterpieces are…
Neil Young, ‘Tonight’s the Night’ [all time champ]
Lou Reed, ‘Berlin’ [honorable mention to 'Transformer']
Bowie, tie between ‘Station to Station’ and ‘Low’
Like a man said, ‘Dig it.’
Kate, very close! It’s called ‘Walk Away Renee’. Lyrics here.
oh and Liam, I agree with you about Cash’s version of “Hurt”. If I start relating to it I would be in serious trouble. “Blasphemous Rumours” by Depeche Mode is a close second as my most depressing song.
got that one and putting it on as I write.
One of the great things about Dylan is the way he reverses the traditional narrative:
Go ‘way from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I’m not the one you want, babe,
I’m not the one you need.
You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Never weak but always strong,
To protect you an’ defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain’t me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe,
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe.
Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I’m not the one you want, babe,
I will only let you down.
You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Who will promise never to part,
Someone to close his eyes for you,
Someone to close his heart,
Someone who will die for you an’ more,
But it ain’t me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe,
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe.
Go melt back into the night, babe,
Everything inside is made of stone.
There’s nothing in here moving
An’ anyway I’m not alone.
You say you’re looking for someone
Who’ll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An’ to come each time you call,
A lover for your life an’ nothing more,
But it ain’t me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe,
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe.
Time Will Cure Me, Andy Irvine (of Planxty)
“Lonely, the life that I once led.
Strange the paths on which we tread
Led me to you, unlikely but true.
Sabra girl, clouding my view.
Rainy the day the first time we met.
Deep was the talk as we lay on your bed.
It didn’t seem wrong to sing a sad song.
Sabra girl, soon you’d be gone.
Early the morning and sad the goodbye.
With a wave of your hand and a smile of your eye.
So lately did meet, no sooner to part.
Sabra girl, homeward must start.
Rosy the lines that you wrote with your hand.
Reading between them to misunderstand,
I made the mistake you said not to make.
Yes, reading your letters conviction did grow.
I thought it a chance and I knew I must go.
It’s hard to believe I could be so naive.
Sabra girl, flattered but to deceive.
Now you just told me that a friendship is all.
I’m forced to repair the breach in my wall.
Illusions and dreams as usual it seems.
Sabra girl, they have been my downfall.
Lonely the life and dismal the view.
Closed is the road that leads to you.
Since better can’t be as friends we’ll agree.
Sabra girl, time will cure me.”
Maybe you have to hear it…
Thanks Georg! Such a perfect little narrative about love and loss and how one day you just suddenly get over it.
Anyone want to hazard a definition of what makes a break up song a break up song? Or more specifically, what different functions do break-up songs fulfil.
Already we have:
“mope the pain away” (smiths)
“Get angry dont get mopey” (Benfolds5)
” Oh, im glad someone else understands my incredible pain” (Joni)
“Well, it was good while it lasted” (J.Buckley)
” Ok, so i buggered this one up, but imagine what it could be like next time” (R.Adams)
and I’ll add in
“Modern societies tendency towards only rewarding individualistic and monogomous relationship is messed up and its no wonder we all end up emotional wrecks.” (Ben Lee – we’re all in this together.)
“yeah i love you and you love her
and she loves him
but were all in this together”
Actually, can’t find it. Warren Zevon going on instead.
Anything from the album 69 Love Songs (vol. 1, 2, & 3) by Magnetic Fields. 70 songs about rejection and depression played on ukelele and keyboard.
Or Chet Baker. Moon and Sand is a good one.
Or, for your angry yelling breakup song, Played, or Masturbates by Mindless Self Indulgence.
Or, anything with the word “sex” in the title by King Missile III is bound to make you feel better about your lack of regular access to it. Great contraceptive, that band.
Here’s a special little what-not for Pavlov’s Cat, since she kept the poetry dimension alive with the great R. Creeley (for whom we always cheer, ‘Block that kick! Block that kick!…’)
It’s kind of a breakup-then-reconciliation sort of thang…
‘FOR GRACE, AFTER A PARTY’
You do not always know what I am feeling.
Last night in the warm spring air, while I was
Blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t
Interest me, it was love for you that set me afire,
And isn’t it odd? For in rooms full of
Strangers my most tender feelings writhe and
Bear the fruit of screaming.
Put out your hand, isn’t there
An ashtray, suddenly there? Beside
The bed? And someone you love enters the room
And says: Wouldn’t you like the eggs a little
Different today? And when they arrive they are
Just plain scrambled eggs and the warm weather
Is holding.
(Frank O’Hara)
Deconstruct breakup songs, Michael G?
Easiest definition..a break up song is what ever is a break up song to you.
Black and bitter from Richard Thompson.
When the Spell is Broken
When the spell is broken
When the spell is broken
How you ever gonna keep enough
You can’t cry if you dont know how.
When the spell is broken
When the spell is broken
All the joy is gone from her face
Welcome back to the human race
How long can the flame of love remain
When you curse and you fight
And never see the light
Or hear a word spoken
When the spell is broken
When the spell is broken
When the spell is broken
All your magic and your ways and schemes
All your lies come and tear at your dreams
When the spell is broken
When the spell is broken
Are you handing her that same old line
It’s just straws in the wind this time
When Love has died, there’s none left starry eyed
No kiss and no tears
No farewell souveniers, not even a token
When the spell is broken
Don’t swear your heart
From the very start
Love letters you wrote
Get pushed back down your throat
And leave you choking
When the spell is broken.”
Common ground! Lefties and RWDB’s.
Essential humanity.
Broke and then healed (or healing) hearts all around.
Tuck those horns, firearms and forked tails in.
We all may just pass as human.
Younger Dylan: Don’t Think Twice It’s Alright
Older Dylan: Most Of The Time
Wiser Dylan: I’ll Remember You*
*Original studio recording was a crime against a brilliant song – awful awful awful His re-working of it for Masked & Anonymous made amends.
Last verse
“I’ll remember you
When the wind blows through the piney wood.
It was you who came right through,
It was you who understood.
Though I’d never say
That I done it the way
That you’d have liked me to.
In the end,
My dear sweet friend,
I’ll remember you”
Oh, and Georg
Take it from someone who likes Dusty very much, her version of “I just don’t know what to do with myself” is not a patch on the original(?) Tommy Hunt version.
Kate I had a really really awful break-up about the time Henry’s Dream was released, and played it over, and over, and over, and over, especially the song called Straight To You, which is not even one of Nick Cave’s better ballads, while sitting on my bed crying.
I think that I wanted Nick to beat the crap out of my old boyfriend then sweep me off my feet.
James, haven’t heard that version. Will try to get hold of it. Until such time I will take your word for it! But I do like the Dusty version…
Well, I ain’t straight but I love Straight to You…does that count?
Who’s Nick Cave? Audio link?
Who is Nick Cave?
http://www.nick-cave.com/
http://www.nickcaveandthebadseeds.com/
http://www.bad-seed.org/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Cave
http://youtube.com/watch?v=CPLylOPe6xw
Oh, this one has lots of audio:
http://www.last.fm/music/Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Patsy Cline’s entire oevre. (Even her 1 or 2 happy songs were, like “Back in Baby’s arms”, about breakup, and you just know it’s all going to go horribly wrong.)
THat doesn’t look right, how do you
…spell Oev.thing?…
oeuvre?
Oeuvre.
There is one thing Ive always wondered about Nick Cave’s body of work
How does one get hold of “500 Miles” and “So Far Away (and yet so close)” My dream for them to appear on a compilation was crushed a couple of years ago when the greates hits came out.
And speaking of broken hearts I threw out a breaking down infustiating Cd player when I replaced it with a DVD but forgot to check the tray. I am now the owner of the cover to Let Love In.
Georg, I got it from a Burt Bacharach compilation. A monster three CD thing that urns out not just to be “the Best of” but a fair bit of the Mediocre of as well but I am not complaining becasue it does have all the good stuff.
Another Kim, ah well, i suppose i thought we might be able to reach some sort of truth about relationships by analysing those things that makes us feel better or worse, upon their ending. Ha.
But you’re right, it’s a fools errand and unnecesarily interrupted the bonding.
On the other hand, if anyone ever wants to make a compilation out of these, they could make a series and theme them.
Rob: Planxty — ah, yes. Righty-o, mate!!
“bitter and black…” Would we have R.T. any other way?!
Speaking of which, here’s a black-hearted breakup bit from ol’ Mr. Stevens…
‘Farewell to Florida’ (pt. 1)
Go on, high ship, since now upon the shore,
The snake has left its skin upon the floor.
Key West sank down under massive clouds
And silvers and greens spread over the sea. The moon
Is at the mast-head, and the past is dead.
Her mind will never speak to me again.
I am free. High above the mast the moon
Rides clear of her mind, and the waves make a refrain
Of this — that the snake has shed its skin upon
The floor. Go on through the darkness. The waves fly back….
or, then again, Mistrix Chryssie Hynde is more direct:
I could ignore you:
Your demands are unending.
I got no tears on my ice-cream,
But you know me –
I love pretending.
More Patsy:
Two cigarettes in an ashtray
My love and I, in a small cafe
Then a stranger came along
And everything went wrong
Now there’s three cigarettes in the ashtray
I watched her take him from me
And his love is no longer my own
Now they are gone
And I sit alone
And watch one cigarette burn away
Ultimate Patsy..full voice
“I go walking, after midnight…”
What bonding are you speaking of, Mr.G?
I got a million of ‘em.
Wide Open Road The Triffids
‘Imagine how it feels, sleeping by yourself
When the one you love, the one you love is with someone else’
Return Of The King Widdershins
‘Is there nothing left to do, is this all that we’ve come to,
Is this what you really want to do?’
D.C. Died Pretty
‘And this song’s to say goodbye’
Better Things Angie Hart (as part of Splendid)
‘It’s too late for religion now, apology unacceptable,
Baby you’re no miracle at all’
Busted, Broken, Forgotten Art of Fighting
‘Now I’m busted, broken, forgotten’
Heart of Glass Blondie
‘Once I was in love and it was a gas,
Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass’
Who’s That By The Window Blackeyed Susans
‘Happiness don’t make you happy
Love don’t make you strong
A little time, a little wine
And you’ll make it on your own.’
A Curse On You Blackeyed Susans
‘I looked into the sand where we had made our indentation
The movement of our bodies now seems and act of desperation’
Doesn’t She Look Beautiful Tonight Jackson Code
‘Now the only memento I have is that shadow across the floor
Every morning I walk over her or does she walk over me’
Long Shot Aimee Mann
‘You fucked it up
You should have quit
Till circumstances
Had changed a bit’
Naomi..they had it wrong.
If it’s a reclaim night, should be
“I go walkin’ after midnight, looking for ya, perp”
That’d be me talking though.
Ani DiFranco – Untouchable Face.
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/anidifranco/untouchableface.html
That’s another one that I have found helpful in a bitter kind of way…
Breakup for one you love…”Do You Know” Flaming Lips
Come on you lot, for sheer tear-your-own-eyeballs-out grief, you can’t go past Ray Charles:
I can’t stop loving you
I’ve made up my mind
To live in memory of the lonesome times
I can’t stop wanting you
It’s useless to say
So I’ll just live my life in dreams of yesterday
Those happy hours that we once knew
Tho’ long ago, they still make me blue
They say that time heals a broken heart
But time has stood still since we’ve been apart
I can’t stop loving you
I said I made up my mind
To live in memory of the lonesome times
I can’t stop wanting you
It’s useless to say
So I’ll just live my life of dreams of yesterday
You almost topped Otis. But not quite.
And OMFG, I could so crucify you on that “tear your eyeballs out” thing, but Ray wouldn’t and I won’t.
I see what you mean.
He does, too.
Yes the Smith’s ‘How Soon is Now’ when I was a heartbroken teen from an unsuccessful first date at the Fremantle Aquatic Park – after a long awkward silence she ended up barracading herself in the ladies with her friend as an intermediary.
But apart from that most of my relationships ended with a kind of resigned inevitability – I probably listened to Radio National afterwards. But there was one spectacularly fractuous one and there was Postively 42nd Street by Dylan for me. It hisses in harmony to the usual “we can still be friends” crapola.
My one regret is that I might never be able to use the Wayne County song – “If you don’t want to fuck me baby, baby fuck off” but to be honest I think it sounds better coming from large transexuals.
I think that Nick Cave’s ‘The Ship Song’ is a good one but ‘Second Hand News’ and ‘Go your Own Way’ by Fleetwood Mac are also good. My cancelled wedding breakup song though was ‘These Days’ by Powderfinger and I found this particularly good though it’s not necessarily a ‘break up’ song… or is it? BTW, break-up film of all time is ‘The Way We Were’ (and I like the allusions to this in the earlier Big/Carrie relationship in SATC).
It was the ghosts, Anthony.
Been at Freo myself.
Thank you Another Kim, that’s very charitable. Now you mention it, it was rather close to spooky Fremantle Gaol.
Well, maybe just one.
“Once a Day” hit by Connie Smith, covered by Van Morrison on his most recent one but he massacrees it.
When you found somebody new I thought I never would
Forget you for I thought then I never could
But time has taken all the pains away until now I’m down to hurtin’ once a day
Once a day all day long and once a night from dusk till dawn
The only time I wish you weren’t gone is once a day every day all day long
I’m so glad that I’m not like a girl I knew one time
She lost the one she loved then slowly lost her mind
She sat around and cried her life away
oh lucky me I’m only cryin’ once a day
Once a day all day long…
Once a day every day all day long
Wow, what a question!?
Sorry to go all whiney woman guitar on you guys (it is a beth orton question!) but for me it has to be:
ani difranco – welcome to
pj harvey – you said something
bjork – big time sensuality (!?)
Then kings of leon or beta band the whole way through to chill, and some big gay anthems…
But then I have a friend who says the worst thing about breaking up is that the songs on the radio start to make sense.
oevre
is the genre that concerns broken eggs
Hairy Trees – Goldfrapp
Leaving On A Jet Plane – Frank Sinatra (well yes, more of a making up than breaking up song but really I mean still, whatever…)
How Soon Is Now – The Smiths
Jolene – Dolly Parton
In Every Drean Home A Heartache – Roxy Music
Je t’aime – Jacques Brel
I’m A Fool To Want You – Billie Holiday
Spooky – Classics IV
The Telephone Is Empty – Bauhaus (you hadda be there for this one)
One for My Baby (And One More for the Road) – Frank Sinatra
Why D’Ya Do It? – Marianne Faithful
The Liberty Bell March – John Philip Souza
One – U2
Valse triste – Jean Sibelius
Fade Into You – Mazzy Star (a clichéd choice yes but then again why the hell not?)
I’ll Never Fall In Love Again – Bobbie Gentry’s version
Heart – Neneh Cherry
Sister Morphine – Rolling Stones (you hadda be there for this one too)
Cry Me A River – Julie London
Endlessly – John Foxx
Sweet Surrender – Tim Buckley (again not strictly a breakup song but certainly a reminder of what yer now missing after breaking up)
Sunny – Georgie Fame’s version
Always Crashing In The Same Car- David Bowie
Close To You – The Carpenters
You’re So Vain – Carly Simon (I bet you think this thread is about you, don’t you)
Spot the deliberate mistake.
Speaking of The Triffids, they too covered Once a Day, as nominated by Amanda. I won’t pretend that I’m familiar with Connie Smith’s version (or Van Morrison’s).
Oh, well, hey, Jacques Brel — what about Ne me quitte pas? ‘Lasse-moi devenir l’ombre de ton ombre … ne me quitte pas.’
(’Let me be the shadow of your shadow … Don’t leave me.’)
*Sobs*
Anthony and Another Kim,
Ghosts you say? Freo pool might be just down the road from spooky Fremantle Gaol, but it’s just across the street from the former asylum (cue weird ghosty type rustlings).
In any case I think the bottom of Freo pool is littered with the shards of a million broken teenage hearts.
Oh sorry. It’s band-aids.
Nabakov — well, I’m with ya on ‘Leaving On A Jet Plane’ — written by John Denver, of all people, who had a few neat tricks up his sleeve despite that terrible ‘do… somewhere I have a record of Minneapolis punk bands doing covers of J. Denver songs; suddenly you realize what a great songwriter he could be…
also, Bowie’s ‘Always Crashing…’ ah, the classics. And that guitar solo is perfect.
What C&W singer (was it Hank Williams?) wrote the great line,
“If the phone don’t ring, it’s me.”
I’ll leave this as my final offering to the genre…
When the blackbird
Flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.
You Am I’s ‘Heavy Heart’.
Oh I left out this one
No Reason Lighthouse Keepers
'I used to have no reason to sit here all day long
But now I have a reason, now that she is gone
She left me for somebody much uglier than I
But now I sit here all day long drinking till I die
I used to have no reason to sit here all day long
But now I have a reason, now that she is gone
She left me for somebody much uglier than me
And now I sit here all day long drinking mis-er-able-ly'
A cheery tune, with lots of banjo.
“Oh, well, hey, Jacques Brel — what about Ne me quitte pas? ‘Lasse-moi devenir l’ombre de ton ombre … ne me quitte pas.’”
Oh, I love that song (especially the Nina Simone version) – although it does make me cry.
I have never listened to it in a post-break-up situation though. I feel as though I need to be strong to cope with it.
Yay team Husker Du. Glad to know I’m not alone in rememberance.
uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh…
they don’t write ‘em like that anymore.
Then there’s “Countin’ Flowers On The Wall” recorded when I was a very small child by the Sattler Brothers.
I keep hearing you’re concerned about my happiness.
All that thought you’re giving me is conscience, I guess.
If I were walking in your shoes, I wouldn’t worry none.
While you and your friends are worrying ’bout me, I’m having lots of fun.
Counting flowers on the wall,
That don’t bother me at all.
Playing Solitaire till dawn,
With a deck of fifty-one.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
Now, don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.
Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town.
As long as I can dream, it’s hard to slow this swinger down.
So please don’t give a thought to me, I’m really doing fine.
You can always find me here, having quite a time.
Counting flowers on the wall,
That don’t bother me at all.
Playing Solitaire till dawn,
With a deck of fifty-one.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
Now, don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.
Well, it’s good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright.
Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light.
And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete.
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete.
Counting flowers on the wall,
That don’t bother me at all.
Playing Solitaire till dawn,
With a deck of fifty-one.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
Now, counting flowers on the wall,
That don’t bother me at all.
Playing Solitaire till dawn,
With a deck of fifty-one.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
Now, don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.
Don’t tell me I’ve nothing to do.
The Birthday Party’s “Six inch gold blade” was kind of funny, if not cathartic, song for those occasions when love goes wrong. The first line’s a killer. (Readers are warned that violent misogynistic lyrics may offend.)
Heavy Comfort – You Am I
“For forty seconds today I was sure that we were feeling the same way”
A million years ago, in such a situation, I listened to Gene Pitney songs – I had a whole album of sad songs of his.
Then there’s Doctor Hook – Living next door to Alice. If ever anyone deserved a woman to leave, this guy did.
Anne, without wishing to make light of the iniquity of Doctor Hook, Living Next Door To Alice was actually by Smokie. Nor can it strictly be called a break-up song because (if I recall correctly) the protagonist was too much of a pussy to make a move despite having “24 years” in which to do so.
Cap’n, Living Next Door to Alice was first recorded by New World in 1972 and was a fair-sized hit here in Australia. Four years later Chapman and Chinn (those guys could write hits!) tried it again with Smokie.
By a spooky coincidence, my daughters’ names are Alice and Sally.
“But then I have a friend who says the worst thing about breaking up is that the songs on the radio start to make sense.”
How true that is lookatyougo. After my last big breakup I decided I could learn to wake up listening to talkback radio instead.
Cho-Cho San’s final aria from Puccini’s Madama Butterfly: “Con onor muore”, in which, abandoned by the faithless Pinkerton, she farewells her son and his before killing herself. No-one could hear it without weeping, especially as sung by the incomparable Victoria de los Angeles.
The last time I was dumped I had to listen to bloody Whitney Houston going on about how she will always love yoooouuuuuuuuuuuu three times a day (at least) on the easy listening station that played at work.
Thankfully it is many many moons since I needed to torture myself with breakup songs, but the last big breakup I had I went with the big band ballads, and I have to go with Irving Berlin’s What’ll I Do?
Gone is the romance that was so divine.
’tis broken and cannot be mended.
You must go your way,
And I must go mine.
But now that our love dreams have ended…
What’ll I do
When you are far away
And I am blue
What’ll I do?
What’ll I do?
When I am wond’ring who
Is kissing you
What’ll I do?
What’ll I do with just a photograph
To tell my troubles to?
When I’m alone
With only dreams of you
That won’t come true
What’ll I do?
What’ll I do with just a photograph
To tell my troubles to?
When I’m alone
With only dreams of you
That won’t come true
What’ll I do?
Linda Ronstadt did a surprisingly raw (for a big band song) version of it with Nelson Riddle and his Orchestra back in the 80s. Nat King Cole’s version sounded gorgeous but not nearly heartbroken enough.
Linda Ronstadt is brilliant at doing broken — ‘Shattered’ and ‘I’m Blowing Away’ are both top-drawer heartbreak songs.
And if we’re getting into Teh Classical, my absolutely 100% worst-ever deepest-pits love life moment was way too low for lyrics: it was Beethoven’s late string quartets, with half a box of tissues and half a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Right, PC. Beethoven’s quartets are too deep for words. Isn’t one of them – one of the Rasomouvskies – about unrequited love anyway? That’s his Middle period though.
Hurting in love takes me back to when I was very young, when I could be more easily poleaxed.
Bravado:
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you any more
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
Self pity:
Like starlight on dark water,
My love gave life to me,
Now I am dying wanting her,
And she is loving, living free..
Then a dash of misogyny:
When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez
And it’s Eastertime too
And your gravity fails
And negativity don’t pull you through
Don’t put on any airs
When you’re down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there
And they really make a mess outa you
and maybe some more:
I’ll tell you ’bout Machine Gun Kelly
he rode along the outlaw trail
Machine Gun Kelly was a simple man
But the woman was as hard as hell
Watch out Machine Gun
Don’t let her run you ’round
Don’t let a woman put you six feet in the ground..
Some kind of acceptance:
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it’s come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye.
In other words, the usual tribe – dyan, cohen, taylor. Don’t know where the starlight song comes from.
Now I am older, and the fear is the fear of death. I have no songs for that.
Better late than never…
Talk To Me of Mendicino – Kate and Anna McGarrigle
Beeswing
Devonside – Richard Thompson
Hard Love – June Tabor
No End – Sandy Denny
We Let The Stars Go – Prefab Sprout
Song About a Rose – Pearls Before Swine
Everybody Loves You Babe – Billy Bragg
Tell The Truth As If It Were Lies – Kathryn Williams
Carry Me Ohio – Sun Kil Moon
Anything Can Happen – Mary Lorson/Saint Low
Chelsea Hotel
Alexandra Leaving – Leonard Cohen
…and what David said.
“Bye Bye Baby” – Bay City Rollers.
Existential.
Hang on, is this supposed to be songs about breakups, or songs that you listened to in the immediate aftermath of a breakup?
If the latter – I’m so ashamed – “Fountain of Sorrow”, Jackson Browne.
Henry Lee- PJ Harvey with Nick Cave is pretty satisfying…..but most PJ is in that situation.
I tend to reside in the land of tack and was surprised no one mentioned Crowded House’s “don’t dream it’s over”- maybe it’s just me
I must admit that the whole Pretty Hate Machine album by Nine Inch Nails really helped me through my funk. I still listen to it when ever I have a bad day and remember my EX.
If you just can’t let go: Donovan – Catch the Wind
Donovan – Catch the Wind
Aimee Mann has to be the queen of bitter break up songs.
For sappy, what about Jim’s “Operator”
Or for frantic, Janis – cry baby, or piece of my heart
“If You Leave Me Can I Come Too?”
Mental As Anything.
Should I Stay or Should I Go? – The Clash
The two ultimate (and permanent) break up songs have to be;
Earl Must Die by The Dixie Chicks and Pink Frost by The Chills.
Hello Everybody.
Well I Don’t Know Where To Start.
I Need Yall’s Help!
I Have A Girlfriend That Loves Me More Than Anything Else In The World
Shes Pretty, Clever..Well Just A dream. Anyway. I Want To Break Up With HEr. Im A Girl Too. Might Be Shocking For Some Of You. Im Still A Human.
In My Relationship With Her, Everything Is Fine. Its Just The Fact, That She Deserves Better, And She Doesnt Deserve It, To Be A Secret. I Cant Tell My Family, Cause That Would Be Very Bad..It’d Destroy My Relationship To Em.
I Wish I Could Stay With My Girl, But I Cant. Itll Break Her Heart, But To She Is All Sweet To Me, And She Never Made A Mistake. Its Breakin My Heart To Have To Let Go Of Her. So To Make It Easier For Both Of Us, Im Asking Yall For Advice, Or A Song..Anything.
I Still Want Her To Know That I Love Her, And Ill Never Love Anyone More Than I Loved Her.
Its So Depressing:(
Thanks For Help!
Tamara
wish me well (you can go to hell) by bouncing souls
lost cause – beck
kiss off – violent femmes
Blonde haired, good lookin’ tryin’ to get me hooked
Wants me to marry, settle down and get a home and and write a book
Uh-uh.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
That’s too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Just friends
Lovers no more
Just friends
But not like before
To think of what we’ve been
And not to kiss again
Seems like pretending
It isn’t the ending
Two lovers
Drifting apart
Two friends
But one broken heart
We loved we laughed we cried
Then suddenly our love died
so when you call at night
be expected to take a message
seeing you in hall
maybe a little strange to me
but baby
just friends
lovers no more
but not like before
because suddenly our love died
(i re did it a little!)
I’ve recently been through I breakup myself. I’ve been listening to Break-up Songs like mad. I must say, at least in my situation, the best song was: Alanis Morissette – You Oughta Know.
I want you to know that I’m happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me?
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby?
I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother
Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you’d hold me
Until you died, ’til you died
But you’re still alive
And I’m here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well, things look peaceful
I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap on the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you’d hold me
Until you died, ’til you died
But you’re still alive
And I’m here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And i’m not going to fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And everytime I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
I hope you feel it … well can you feel it?
And I’m here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
I love some of the break up songs that you guys posted here!
Here are mine suggestions:
Eleanor – Low Millions
You could be happy – Snow Patrol
Lover you should’ve come over – Jeff Buckley
Go your own way – Fletwood Mac
Disintegration – Jimmy Eat World
Slam – Midnight to Twelve
Goodbye – Smith Point
Pictures of you – The Cure
A letter to Elise – The Cure
*All these songs mended my broken after my nine years old relationship ended. It was hard for a while but after two months, I got over. And these songs were great consolation for me. Hope you guys like it*
“Eleanor – Low Millions
Fine, I understand, okay with me, if that’s the plan.
You can take the stereo, the TV and the video,
the bed the sheets and pillows, before you go.
But for now, unlock the door, what are we doin’ all this for?
Let me make you dinner one last time, then you’ll go your way, and I’ll go mine.
And I won’t call you baby, anymore,
won’t call you baby, like I did before,
won’t call you baby, anymore, Eleanor.
You left your smell, you left your taste,
you left me here with my mistakes.
And I can’t relate to what you say I’ve done,
but just for you, I’ll bite my tongue.
And I won’t call you baby, anymore,
won’t call you baby, like I did before,
won’t call you baby, anymore, Eleanor.
Eleanor I miss you, Eleanor be well,
Eleanor I wish you’d release me from your spell.”
I was broken up with in febuarary….. right after valentines day. im hurt worse then ever before and im only 14. shes the reason i smoke more weed then hendrix and i cut myself. so, obviously i have alot of breakup songs that i know of which have been good to me. if u get ur heart broken, alkaline trio is like morphine. someone really really really hurt matt skiba to make him write the way he does, so theyre the best. so here they are, the songs that make it all better….. or almost at least.
Alkaline trio-
Radio
Stupid kid
Enjoy your day
Message from Kathlene
Sorry About That
Goodbye Forever
Good Fucking Bye (Matt Skiba Solo)
This is Getting Over you
Bleeder
I Lied my Face off
She Took him to The Lake
Sun Dials
Private Eye
Mr. Chainsawy
Take Lots With Alcohol
Bloodied Up
Queen of Pain
100 stories
Blue in the Face
The Cruel Sea – “The Honeymoon Is Over”
Cheers….