Story Behind The Song
Attending mandatory socials that are uncomfortable and tiresome.
Song Description
A person tired of pretending to enjoy meeting unpleasant people in social settings.
Song Length |
3:38 |
Genre |
Classical - Contemporary |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Instrumental |
Mood |
Restless, Anxious |
Subject |
Politics, Dysfunctional Relations |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Enter a room, the people stare.
"Who's that stranger? Let's ignore her."
That's me alone and I don't care.
Awkwardly standing over there,
where the food is my companion.
Order a drink and one to spare,
in case I spill.
I'm tired of pretending to like someone who I do not even care to know about.
I am fed up with small talk and the act of playing a part that I could never be. That's me.
What I'd give for a "hi" without motive or show.
Give me genuine honesty.
Though I live to regret candid words that are said,
give me genuine honesty.
Offer a hand to shake with me:
Often sweaty, weak or cold
and likely to spread a strange disease.
Oops! What's his name? My memory
seems to fail me once again
and he has, of course, remembered me.
Of course, I flee.
I loathe those who pretend to be friends when really they wish only for me to fail somehow.
Though their words may be sweet, I'm not deceived. Their eyes will reveal all that I care to see. Maybe.
What I'd give for a "hi" without motive or show.
Give me genuine honesty.
Though I live to regret candid words that are said,
give me genuine honesty.
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