Seven verses. The first reference to death is in the third line, and it gets worse from there.
While we’re on the subject, let me commend a book called I Hate Myself and Want to Die by Tom Reynolds. He pretty much exhausts the discussion of depressing songs, and you’ll find many of the songs here listed in the book.
to paraphrase: horrible shit happens all the time to undeserving people and there’s nothing you can do about it. People find some reason to go on living, but I’m not sure what it is.
It’s a curious thing that sunnily-dispositioned Paul McCartney was responsible for some of the Beatles’ most bleakly depressing lyrics. “For No One” is another one. John Lennon didn’t write downbeat songs like that, despite seeming to be less content than McCartney in his personal life. He did write some ironically self-referential songs like “Help” and “Nowhere Man”, but at least they had a bit of uplift in them, unlike McCartney’s unrelentingly grim songs.
He Stopped Loving Her Today by George Jones. If they ever play that at a funeral, it might generate an emotional black hole that could destroy the universe.
Actually, her entire (only?) album is a recipe for Prozac abuse. I can’t think of a single song on it that isn’t horrifically depressing when given just a little thought. Surviving a nuclear war, romantic failure, child abuse, being an orphan . . . hell, even the perky anthem for the heartbroken “I’ll Sing in the Sunshine” is based in despair.
My vote: Messages by OMD. Starts off as nostalgic but in the end expresses that even with communication we are all ultimately alone, especially when we are not with the ones we love. Plus the repeated hook is just so muddling and, well, depressing.
I’d agree, except that the re-emergence of the theme (i.e. after “open your heart, i’m comin’ home…”) sends chills down my spine every time and almost makes me cry but in a good way – it’s one last expression of hope in an otherwise bleak part of the song cycle.