Saturday, September 1, 2007


So, I was reading a Spinner article of the saddest songs, and #11 was one of my favorites from my wimpy phase in high school. For reference, here are the lyrics courtesy of LyricsFreak:

Brick / Ben Folds Five

6 am day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in
The dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping and
I am numb
Up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down
To Charlotte
They're not home to find us
And we drive
Now that I have founds someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before

Shes a brick and I'm drowning
Off the coast and I'm headed
Shes a brick and I'm drowning

They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
Then I walk down to buy her
And sell some gifts that I got
Cant you see
Its not me you're dying for
Now shes feeling more alone
Than she ever has before

As weeks went by
It showed that she was not fine
They told me son its time
To tell the truth
And she broke down and I broke
cause I was tired of lying
Driving back to her apartment
For the moment were alone
Shes alone
And I'm alone
Now I know it

I had no idea it was about an abortion!!! Now, I can rationalize the scene in Dirty Dancing that I saw when I was little. I mean, to a child, it makes perfect sense that poor girl fell on a table and it collapsed, and she got stabbed by a rusty knife (I was an imaginative child). But as a teenager ... I still didn't know about that kind of thing??

Proof that high school health education doesn't work. That, or I live in my own special little world. Or a combination of the two.

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