Story Behind The Song
the honeymoon is over, and she's starting to fixate on all of his imperfections.
Song Description
the honeymoon is over, and she's starting to fixate on all of his imperfections.
| Song Length |
2:28 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Rock - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Fuming, Annoyed |
Subject |
Bad Love, Dysfunctional Relations |
| Similar Artists |
breeders, Pixies |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
you're voice is like the sliding of a chair
nothing like the song it used to be
puts the fear of loneliness inside my head
knocks the joy of living out of me
your hands are like the sinking of an anchor
they used to pull me up and set me free
now they squeeze the final breath out of me
they prove to be much more than i can take
darken all the skies around me blanket the sun
think of what you've done
your voice is like the sliding of a chair
nothing like the song it used to be
puts the fear of loneliness inside my head
knocks the joy of living out of me