Blah Blah Blah.


I think now this song will always take me back to that night in the car with you.
That night which could have been 20 years ago now, since everything is so fucking different between us.
And of course, I still don't know why, but what does that matter? Blah blah blah, just like the song.

You bought the disc because I told you the song was good
and I was surprised to find you thought it was good too
good enough to put on one of the mix tapes in your car, anyhow.
That's almost like a compliment to my taste, I think.

"Do you want it? Do you got it?
Do you got it now?"
It just makes me remember how everything falls apart sooner or later.
No matter how much you pour your heart into something, it's destined to fall apart when you think things are going their best.
And it'll return you to your place in the back of the line
and it'll take your ticket into the gate and tear it right up.

Another night alone with thoughts of you in my head,
another night wondering what I did wrong, since you wouldn't tell me even when I asked.
You were painfully typical then... when you'd say, 'nothing'... just like all the rest of the girls do.
I even asked you. Again and again.
And you said, 'nothing'.
Blah blah blah.

Yeah, so you don't like it when I'm down on myself...
well you make me feel like I should be down on myself, do you realize that?
When you don't want to talk to me
and when you don't want to touch me
and don't even want to look at me...
and especially don't want me to look at you
no no no, that's just not allowed.
Because suddenly I'm just not good enough?
Big fucking surprise ending there.
I do it every time.
I build up your ego
and I build up your confidence
and then you go...
'what the fuck am I doing...
I can do way better than you!'
And then you just walk out the door and never come back.
You leave me with all your baggage and pain,
struggling to find a forwarding address
because God knows I sure as hell don't need any of your shit when I've got this much of my own.

But you do it.
You all follow the formula
and in a way that's really disconcerting
but in another way it's empowering
because I know
because I finally know
because I know
what it is every one of you bloodsuckers want
so I can dangle it in front of your nose
and maybe I can get you to fake some affection now and then in return for it.

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