This song being about hurricane katrina makes more sense than what I always thought of this song, all things considered. But I've always imagined something different, a bit more sinister/creepy. This is just my own view of the song, I don't pretend it's accurate.
When I heard this song, I imagined the singer as either a very, very close friend or a lover to an extremely controlling person. The lover/friend tries to reach out time and time again to this person, but always gets slapped or screamed at. This person doesn't want to be close to anyone, because they don't want to lose control or start feeling helpless, but the friend/lover stand stand seeing them so sad.
The friend/lover comes over to the controlling person's home. The controlling one leaves the bathtub running and goes to answer the door. They go inside. This controlling person overreacts to some kind gesture the friend/lover has done(it might be a present, it might be confort/consolation after someone dies). The controlling one, in a panic, drowns the friend/lover in their bathtub(and leaves the water running for hours). He/she runs away and the story becomes national news, but the murderer is never found and the story is forgotten after a week.
As for the lyrics of the song itself, the murder victim knows that the murderer was sick, and doesn't regret trying to reach out to them.
This little story ran through my mind listening to the song, and still does. Perhaps I am a bit morbid...
This song being about hurricane katrina makes more sense than what I always thought of this song, all things considered. But I've always imagined something different, a bit more sinister/creepy. This is just my own view of the song, I don't pretend it's accurate.
When I heard this song, I imagined the singer as either a very, very close friend or a lover to an extremely controlling person. The lover/friend tries to reach out time and time again to this person, but always gets slapped or screamed at. This person doesn't want to be close to anyone, because they don't want to lose control or start feeling helpless, but the friend/lover stand stand seeing them so sad.
The friend/lover comes over to the controlling person's home. The controlling one leaves the bathtub running and goes to answer the door. They go inside. This controlling person overreacts to some kind gesture the friend/lover has done(it might be a present, it might be confort/consolation after someone dies). The controlling one, in a panic, drowns the friend/lover in their bathtub(and leaves the water running for hours). He/she runs away and the story becomes national news, but the murderer is never found and the story is forgotten after a week.
As for the lyrics of the song itself, the murder victim knows that the murderer was sick, and doesn't regret trying to reach out to them.
This little story ran through my mind listening to the song, and still does. Perhaps I am a bit morbid...
I agree. Pretty close to what I felt when I first heard this song too.
I agree. Pretty close to what I felt when I first heard this song too.
I also agree, I feel like this when I listen to this song. Great (but morbid) story, by the way.
I also agree, I feel like this when I listen to this song. Great (but morbid) story, by the way.