…I stayed up late, getting wasted on cheap wine and replaying this song over and over after what would serve to be my worst break up. Ever.
I fell upon it accidentally this afternoon. I haven’t listened to it years. When you feel your sanity may be in question, it really is a good idea to review the past as a good indicator that you’ve grown just a little. I distinctly remember the last part of the song nearly killing me with gut-wrenching heartache.
What do I do now? Are we going under?
What did I do wrong?
Thought we had it sorted
Is there someone else? Am I too familiar?
Was it when I said I wanted to have children?Tore up all your photos, didn’t feel too clever
Spent the whole of Sunday sticking you together
Now I’d like to call but I feel too awkward
Some things need explaining
No one told me it was raining (raining, raining…)
Though I still find this to be a great song and another perfect example why Elvis Costello is a phenomenal songwriter (since who else can write with such simplicity and depth all at the same time?), listening to it again today made me grateful that for that break-up. What in hell was I thinking?!?!?!
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