For the last few days I’ve had this song running around in my head. Not like, you know, like when an annoying jingle gets stuck in your head but more like, I can’t seem to stop thinking about this, almost like there’s something there I’m supposed to figure out. (Well, I know what I mean anyway!) These lines in particular:
Run this round in your head
Like you don’t know what’s on the inside
You don’t know me too well
You ain’t seen my bad side
Shame on me, shame on the things that I be
If you could complicate me
If you could get inside me
I thought if I ignored it, it’d just go away like most other things that pass through my brain, but no, it’s stuck. So I thought if I listened to the song it’d go away, but no, now it’s in there even stronger. I confess, while other people may do the air guitar thing, I play the air drums. Not where anyone can see me, Lord no! That’s what bathrooms are for!
Maybe by the 50th or 60th time I listen to it, I’ll figure out why I can’t get it out of my head. Maybe. Maybe it’s one of those things that’s so right in front of my face I can’t see it. If anything jumps out at you, let me know!
In the meantime, you can enjoy it too!
You’re So Real
Yes I am
I hope you think you beat me
Hope I start talking crazy
Before you understand me
Are we through
You think that I’m beneath you
But you like the things that I do
Wrap em up and take em with you
I’m alright
Hope I can sleep for one night
If not to cool my insides
Maybe to calm my backside
Rain on me
I got a weakness in me
I think that weakness feeds me
I don’t think you think you need me
Sunshine, you’re the best time
I ever, ever had
But I think I made you feel bad
A black fly on your necktie
Time after time
[Chorus]
But when the sun starts sinking
On your beautiful soul
Make you cry, cry baby
Make you feel so cold
Don’t you know it’s alright
Sometimes you just got to show how you feel
Cause that’s you baby
Hell, you’re so real
Run this round in your head
Like you don’t know what’s on the inside
You don’t know me too well
You ain’t seen my bad side
Shame on me, shame on the things that I be
If you could complicate me
If you could get inside me
Sometimes, you’re the best time
I’ve ever, ever known
A pretty girl with a wicked smile on
But I’ve cried for the last time
Something just don’t feel right
[Chorus]
But when the sun starts sinking
On your beautiful soul
Make you cry, cry baby
Make you feel so cold
Don’t you know it’s alright
Sometimes you just got to show how you feel
Cause that’s you baby
Hell, you’re so real
You always know just who you are
You never needed someone else
To realize yourself
[Chorus]
How when the sun starts sinking
On your beautiful soul
Make you cry, cry baby
Make you feel so cold
Don’t you know it’s alright
Sometimes you just got to show how you feel
Cause that’s you baby
Hell, you’re so real
Yeah baby, you’re so real
Yeah baby, you’re so real
So real, so real
Oh god, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I really like Matchbox Twenty.
They’re one of my favorites too.
I think Rob Thomas is one of the best lyricists in pop music. There, I commented.
Yes he is, and yes you did.