Hey, your glass is empty It’s a hell of a long way home Why don’t you let me take you? It’s no good to go alone I never would have opened up But you seemed so real to me And after all the bullshit I’ve heard Refreshing not to see That I don’t have to pretend She doesn’t expect it from me So, don’t tell me I Haven’t been good to you Don’t tell me I Have never been there for you Just tell me why Nothing is good enough Hey little girl, would you like some candy? Your Momma said it’s okay The door is open, come on outside No, I can’t come out today It’s not the wind that cracked your shoulder And threw you to the ground Who’s there that makes you so afraid? You’re shaken to the bone And no, I don’t understand You deserve so much more than this So, don’t tell me why He’s never been good to you Don’t tell me why He’s never been there for you Don’t you know that why It’s simply not good enough Oh, so just let me try I will be good to you Just let me try And I will be there for you I’ll show you why You’re so much more than Good enough So, don’t tell me why He’s never been good to you Don’t tell me why He’s never been there for you Don’t you know that why It’s simply not good enough Oh, so just let me try I will be good to you Just let me try And I will be there for you I’ll show you why You’re so much more than Good enough
My 2 cents –
This was the first song that I ever heard that had defined Queer undertones. I had always had the abusive relationship, so this song hit so hard the first time I heard it. The idea that music could talk openly about all of it. (I had been sheltered music wise before I heard this one…A Lot of Country and Hard Rock. Neither really tackle queer topics or rather did back then.) Nowadays queer representation in music is everywhere…but back when I first heard this song it was such a new thing.
[Verse 1] My entire childhood I thought I had to hide who I was I never let anybody see I finally accept now That some things never change How your image will always matter more than me I never really seem to measure up I gave my all, but it’s just never good enough[Chorus] But I’m your daughter, ain’t that enough To be someone you’re proud of? I tried my best And yet you wish that I was different And the reason why I always shut you out Was because I felt like I let you down If I continue this way I’m gonna break I’m not the one who needs to change
[Verse 2] I always used to hold back Afraid that I’d be too much ‘Cause my whole life you taught me that I was Afraid I was too wild When in fact I was just a child Who desperately wanted to be loved So I chased the love from others You never understood But did it ever cross your mind that maybe they gave me what you never could? [Chorus] ‘Cause being your daughter is not enough To be someone you’re proud of I tried my best And yet you wish that I was different And the reason why I always shut you out Was because I felt like I let you down If I continue this way I’m gonna break I’m not the one who needs to change
[Bridge] And I know my sexuality Doesn’t go well with what you believe And when I started in recovery You became my worst enemy It’s like I’m always almost good enough It’s like I always almost measure up But if I could then I would be the one that you want me to be I just don’t see why
[Chorus] Being your daughter is not enough To be someone you’re proud of I try my best And yet you wish that I was different And the reason why I always shut you out Is because I know that I’ve let you down If I continue this way I’m gonna break I’m not the one who needs to change
My 2 cents –
This is Pride month. And though my own mother barely reacted when I came out of the closet, there was so many other reasons why I felt like I had disappointed her. And this song felt so much like someone understood. This month I plan on mostly hitting on the songs that fit the queer tags, but Like usual I try to also pop the ones in that feel like they give me something to say.
Now he’s thinkin’ ’bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso I can’t relate to desperation My ‘give a fucks’ are on vacation And I got this one boy And he won’t stop calling When they act this way I know I got ’em Too bad your ex don’t do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee, brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya Now he’s thinkin’ ’bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso Is it that sweet? I guess so I’m working late ’cause I’m a singer Oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger My twisted humor, make him laugh so often My honey bee, come and get this pollen Too bad your ex don’t do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee, brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya Now he’s thinkin’ ’bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso He’s thinkin’ ’bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know That’s that me, espresso Is it that sweet? I guess so That’s that me, espresso
My 2 cents –
The beat of this is contagious. I have been an insomniac for so long that I tend to be drawn to songs and art that feels like I am being seen.
So my boyfriend and I have different views on the song popular monster. I prefer the one by Falling in Reverse and he prefers Halocene’s version. This is really not a big thing. We have different views on songs that we both like and we just deal with the other persons view.
We were going to a appointment today and his vehicle so he gets to choose the music. He played popular monster and it was an ah ha moment for me. Halocene’s voice is the same register as I sing in my head… So I like the other one because I can enjoy the song. Halocenes version ends up being my inner voice.
There’s blood in the water And they’re coming to bring me down What’s hope with no savior Yeah, there’s no one in this ghost town She looked right through me And I turned to stone Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone And I crumbled to pieces My body, my weakness is on the floor And the wind will blow and blow And I won’t be here no more My wishing well has run dry Stars are dying in the sky So I’ll shed my blood and tears I’ll show no fear just to survive She looked right through me And I turned to stone Oh Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone Ahh, ahh Ahhhh She says, mortal one you’ve been chosen You’re beautiful, but you’re broken So hold on to this moment And fight until you’re hopeless There’s secrets and riddles That live in these walls There’s ghosts of past heroes And I hear them call my name We won’t be tamed Oh, she looked right through me And I turned to stone Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone She looked right through me And I turned to stone Oh Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone Ahh, ahh Ahhhh Ahh, ahh Ahhhh
My 2 cents –
I have always loved the myth of Medusa. I see the curse she was given as Athena’s way of giving her a way to defend herself. I read a poem recently and I loved it so much… But I didn’t save it so I am not sure who penned it. Or even if I am remembering it right. But it was about Medusa. It basically said that the reason why she was hated was because she made her trauma so loud that they made her body a battlefield. Gah I wish I had saved it now. It really was so lovely.
Edit : not sure if it is going to share properly but I found a reel of it. It is titled Aphroditie made me do it by Trista Mateer.