Because John and Taupin say it far better than I can...

(edited for gender)

I want love, but it's impossible
A girl like me, so irresponsible
A girl like me is dead in places
Other girls feel liberated

I can't love, shot full of holes
Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold
Don't feel nothing, just old scars
Toughening up around my heart

But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love

I want love on my own terms
After everything I've ever learned
Me, I carry too much baggage
Oh man I've seen so much traffic

So bring it on, I've been bruised
Don't give me love that's clean and smooth
I'm ready for the rougher stuff
No sweet romance, I've had enough coin a Hornby-ism: "Do I listen to pop music because I'm miserable? Or am I miserable because I listened to pop music?"

Nah, this song is inherently hopeful for a mess like me.

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1 comment:

  1. Happy Valentines day...

    With Love


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