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John_Galt (brandonmartin@dailyuprising.com) 07:14 pm UTC 07/01/09 |
| In reply to: | You Pay for What You Get - Vin 03:30 am UTC 07/01/09 |
| Very, very dark. My favorite line: "I wonder if she smells at all my shadow's scent on you" I also thought that the woman's use of terms of endearment like "honey" and "boy" after a brief sexual affair resounded as particularly creepy. I'm not sure about you, but people -- and women, in particular -- who use pet names and terms of endearment without knowing you really well sound either (a) condescending or (b) emotionally unstable and crazy. It's a pretty big warning sign that you could sleep with a woman, but you shouldn't even think about it. As usual, what I like best about your creative postings is that the character/narrator's state of mind kind of develops or grows more clear by the end of the song. The effect here is terrific. It's almost like we go from a girl who could be sad or jealous to a girl who has let those emotions drive her to craziness and then to evil. [Apologies to all the feminists out there who thought this lyric was about a heroine asserting her self-respect.] -=John Galt=- > I think I posted just the chorus of this a couple years > ago (that's all I had!). Finally got around to fleshing > it out into a full set of lyrics. > > As always, feedback is appreciated. You guys are my only > outlet! > > > Vin > > > > You Pay for What You Get > > Another unanswered phone call, pretending you’re not home > But the car that’s in your driveway speaks the truth, > You’re not alone > > Two shadows in the window, making nice like shadows do > I wonder if she smells at all my shadow’s scent on you > > You asked me for my name and number > I gave you so much more > I took you home and made you whole, > When you were half a man with her > I didn’t ask for your commitment > I know its somewhere else > But honey I’m no broken toy > Sitting quiet on the shelf > > We said “no strings” but there’s no such thing > Be warned, boy, and never forget: > Nobody rides for free anymore, > And you pay for what you get > > What kind of lies did you tell her, so you could lie with > me? > And how’d you strike that girl so blind > That she just couldn’t see? > > But she’s pretty when she’s sleeping, such a pity to > disturb > Its only you and I now, boy, we get what we deserve > > Don’t ask me what’s inside the box > Your secret’s safe with me. > Just brace yourself and peek inside > And tell me what you see. > They’re pieces of the heart you broke > Although she never knew. > There was a man of her dreams and a man in my bed > And both of them were you > > We said “no strings,” just a one-night fling, > But this night isn’t over quite yet > Nobody ride’s for free anymore > And you pay for what you get > > No, even the first taste ain’t free anymore > And you pay for what you get! > > Don’t look so surprised, and boy don’t you cry > You’re only reaping the seeds that you’ve sown > You can’t straddle two fences without consequences, > Comeuppance will find you for all your offenses, > Even the ones you disown. > > And she’s so pretty when she’s sleeping > Remember her that way > She’s better off than both of us > And that’s just how she’ll stay > | |
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