So what are your favourite depressing song lyrics? Or just lyrics you find depressing? I realize some people will find certain lyrics overly maudlin or silly… but hey… here are a few of mine (incomplete, naturally):
Beborn Beton, Another World:
Don’t you worry
they won’t find my body
I want you to know
I’ve found peace in another world
Don’t keep digging
I want you leave
walk away from the place
that my ashes are buried
The Smiths, I Know Its Over:
Oh Mother
I can feel the soil falling over my head
VNV Nation, Further:
The Sun was born, so it shall die,
so only shadows comfort me.
I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me.
Each day shall end as it begins
and though you’re far away from me
I know in darkness I will find you giving up inside like me
There are too many to mention, but the first one that comes to mind is: Cut Here by the Cure
~ it’s so hard to think it ends sometime
and this could be the last,
I should really hear you sing again,
I should really watch you dance,
because it’s hard to think
that I’ll never get another chance
to hold you, to hold you
~how many times can I walk away
and wish, if only
how many times can I talk this way
and wish, if only
keep on making the same mistake
keep on aching the same heartbreak
and I wish, if only
Cub, Main and Broadway:
Love letters, broken lockets,
Dead flowers, candy boxes,
That’s what you’re left with when it’s over
Happy Endings, Electric Bonsai Band:
Maybe a lover comes along,
Maybe in story or in song,
Maybe the heart is really strong,
A million lemmings can’t be wrong
Doug Engaged, Mel Cooleys:
Tie the knot, Doug
Tie it tighter
Pay the rabbi, pay the priest
See the sights, Doug
See the spider
Mates for life then starts to feast
“Just a little yearning reminds one of happiness,
Just a little yearning can heal the emptiness.
Yearn for gray skies, or a bit of sun—
Makes no difference, doesn’t everyone
Need a little yearning, a dream on which they can build?
Just a yearning that won’t be fulfilled.”
—(English lyrics of “Eine kleine Sehnsucht” by Friedrich Hollaender)
oh i’ll miss you every day of your life
and maybe when you’re dead
i’ll get some rest from holding onto you
what do i do now then are we going under
what did i do wrong i thought we had it sorted
is there someone else or am i too familiar
was it when i said i wanted to have children
tore up all your photos didn’t feel too clever
spent the whole of sunday sticking you together
now i’d like to call you but i feel too awkward
some things need explaining
no one told me it was raining
You’re all going to hate me for this, because it will inhabit your brain for a week, but:
*Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We´ve known each other since we
Were nine or ten
Together we´ve climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and abc´s
Skinned our hearts and
Skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend it´s hard to die
When all the birds are singing
In the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and i´ll be there
we had joy we had fun we had
seasons in the sun
but the hills that we climbed were
just seasons out of time*
Tired of lying in the sunshine,
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young, and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
I hope my pony
I hope myy ponyyyyyy
I hope my pony…knows…the way…back…home
Only he, with that 50-year-old gravel-nails-and-whiskey voice, could make it sound so heartbreaking.
In my head everything was perfect
and every note resounds in harmony
but all I seem to offer up are dischords
and every note I sing sounds out of key
and every time I play with passion
I start breaking strings
and my voice cracks
when I sing from my heart
Tanaqui