"None of you understand...

this is a song about life"

songmeanings.net is filled with cringe-worthy adolescent inanity, and that's precisely why I love it. I'm pretty sure it's the kind of place I would have spent many, many hours as a teenager. Back when I was in high school, the interweb this mysterious than people who never left their homes used to talk to each other about Dungeons and Dragons. Or something like that. Anyway, I feel like I was born just a few years too early to live my true calling as highly opinionated, pain in the ass internet teen. I would be on songmeanings every single day, letting everyone know that they're just wrong about Every Day is Like Sunday because the song is about me, like, it's totally my life, and nobody else understands.

Instead I just had to have these kinds of pathetic discussions with my friends. Also, being far too early for Myspace, I was forced to express myself through the traditional teenage venue: the bedroom. Even with the current hysteria around internet predators, I'm sure my parents would have greatly preferred me to have a webpage filled with bad poetry and tributes to bands than a bedroom painted black and filled with candles. (Fire hazard! bad for studying!)

Which, most unfortunately, reminds me of another aspect of my teenage obsession with song lyrics. At one point, I started writing particularly meaningful bits of lyrics on large pieces of art paper and posting them on my walls. For a good part of my senior year of high school, lines from How Soon is Now? were posted above my bed.

So you say its going to happen now
But when exactly do you mean?
Because I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone...

To me, it was a motivational quote. My own version of those Strength posters. Strangely, I still get that sense...

Okay, that's enough free-association for tonight. I don't want any more accidental confessions to come out...