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And in the first year of my former life
I was 17 and in wild fire burning
If I stretched out my hands I was convinced I could conjure angels
And yeah, I was pretty sure she was bulletproof
At least I never saw anybody every get to you
I used to wonder all the time if you made it out
To the point of ritual
Uh huh, to the point of a ritual
And I used to die every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you gone, while you were gone
And in the last hours before the sunrise
I'm not sure if I passed out or closed my eyes
Woke into a dream where I know I knew
Somebody just got their claws in you
And your pet peeves and silent anythings
Like a subconscious ritual
Uh huh, yeah yeah
And I used to die every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone, while you were gone
And if you're gonna break my heart, might as well be tonight
And if you're gonna break my heart, might as well be tonight
I used to die every sweet, sweet night
Oh, in your honor
Mmm
And I used to die every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone, while you were gone
In the throws of rebellion
In the throws of rebellion
In the throws of rebellion
I was 17 and in wild fire burning
If I stretched out my hands I was convinced I could conjure angels
And yeah, I was pretty sure she was bulletproof
At least I never saw anybody every get to you
I used to wonder all the time if you made it out
To the point of ritual
Uh huh, to the point of a ritual
And I used to die every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you gone, while you were gone
And in the last hours before the sunrise
I'm not sure if I passed out or closed my eyes
Woke into a dream where I know I knew
Somebody just got their claws in you
And your pet peeves and silent anythings
Like a subconscious ritual
Uh huh, yeah yeah
And I used to die every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone, while you were gone
And if you're gonna break my heart, might as well be tonight
And if you're gonna break my heart, might as well be tonight
I used to die every sweet, sweet night
Oh, in your honor
Mmm
And I used to die every night
Oh, in your honor, in your honor
Oh, in your honor
While you were gone, while you were gone
In the throws of rebellion
In the throws of rebellion
In the throws of rebellion
Lyrics submitted by xheartbreakerx, edited by ams515
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"If you're gonna break my heart, it might as well be tonight."
I think I finally understand why I love this song so much. Sometimes (despite minding our own business) we fall in love with someone so much that it hurts. And then, so it goes, we accept that she will inevitably hurt and dismiss us. It gets to be routine at a certain age (the whole "claws into you" phrase reminds me of "Great Expectations"). A self-fulfilling prophesy.
The pattern begins young, however, with the hope you can rebel against your family and the limitations they have placed on you. At 17, I too thought I could conquer the world.
This song is an understanding of the false loves that shaped his life and journey. Very sad, but truthful.
In the words of Stringer Bell: "Well get on with it, motherf..."