Song Description
An brash, high-energy modern rock song with dashes of New Wave flavoring. The lyrics are about mad, bad love, & the fear that the narator may have wasted too much of his life on bad decisions & not allowing himself to get close to anyone.
| Song Length |
3:48 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern, Rock - New Wave |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Troubled, Outraged |
Subject |
Bad Love, Hotels |
| Similar Artists |
Foo Fighters, The Cure |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
& grief, it can explode,
Shot up like a runaway white flare.
It detonates above,
80 ft high, frozen in the air.
In the lounge's sea of ennui,
Her platinum hair floats like a buoy.
Forgive us Lord
Our 30 years
Of faithful service.
Now watch it all fade to blonde.
Just for tonight
It's all I want
Not to be the tourist
& let me just fade to blonde.
A city that's exposed
When suddenly struck blind & luminous,
Like grief, has been awoke
Its arteries & nerves all in a fuss.
That midwest girl with the perfect hair
That cuts a swath through the nervous air,
Can you help me numb this sorry ache?
We could call it for auld lang syne's sake.
Forgive us Lord
Our 30 years
Of faithful service.
Now watch it all fade to blonde.
Just for tonight
It's all I want
Not to be the tourist
& let me just fade to blonde.
Reporters always talk in their sleep
Like playing back one of their tape recorders.
I'm awake counting as seconds between
Lightning & bomb sounds get ever closer.