Lyrics that fucking smoke - Breaking up is hard to do

Breaking up is hard to do!

Man a good break up is fucking gold for a song writer. Even a half-assed band can find success when his lady leaves his sorry ass in the dirt to fuck his friend or the manager of McDonalds or whatever.

If you get your heart broken, do yourself a favour and avoid listening to Black (Pearl Jam) or Waiting in Vain (Annie Lennox version). That said, on to the heart breakers.

"I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky, but why, why, why, can't it be, ah can't it be mine" - Black, Pearl Jam.

Holy fuck. I need a break. Talk about putting it on the page. Imagine for a minute you’re the girl the song is about. You fucked this guy up bad. Thanks from all of us, by the way.

"Tears in my eyes burn while I'm waiting for my day to see" - Waiting in Vain, Annie Lennox.

I should have taken that break. This stuff is gut wrenching. The song as a whole and her voice make this one of the saddest songs ever, but the line pretty much sums up how this pathetic girl is waiting for any sign and it ain't coming.

"Don't sound so detached, this is you and me, just give me your opinion before you turn to leave" - Emperor Penguins, Tragically Hip.

Dam it Bitch, tell me what you mean "it's not me it's you?"

"Dear can't you see, we're not enemy's, we just disagree" - Is this it, The Strokes.

Don't take everything I say so fucking personally, you aren't invested. EXACTLY!

"How can you forgive that fast? Why do they call it the past, when nothing's past?" - Around this corner, Sarah Harmmer.

I know what you mean. Hold on to that grudge and let it fester, it will taint you for life, but you'll be a more interesting person.

“I was only joking when I said you should be bludgeoned in your bed.” Big mouth strikes again, The Smiths.

Come on baby, really, where am I gonna get a heavy blunt object to kill you with around here?

"Fuck you, I will get over you" - Fuck you, the Headstones.

Why is breaking up so heard to do when poetry like this gives us all the direction we need?

“Everyone has their breaking point, with me it’s spiders, with you it’s me.” Thugs, Tragically Hip.

At least he knows, but somehow I think he is still going after her.

“I’ve seen all my dreams come tumbling down, I can’t be happy without you round.” Train in vain, The Clash.

See what you did Fionna Apple? Bitch.

“Blood, guts, guns, cuts, knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts. Bitch I’m gonna kill you.” Kill you, Eminem.

Not gonna be popular with the ladies, but hey he put his heart on his fucking sleeve with this one. This song was the craziest thing I had ever heard up to that point. Is it excellent? No, but wow, this guy really fucking hated his wife. Thank god he married her again. How do you apologize for this one? No baby that one wasn’t about you, it was about my mom. That’s fine Norman…

”She’s been dying, and I’ve been drinking.” Rain Kings, Counting crows.

That’ll fix me up. Just as long as daddy gets his medicine we’ll both be fine.

“When the truth is found to be lies, and all the joy within you dies.” Somebody to love, Jefferson Airplane.

I hope you find what your looking for one day because your walking away from something really good here. It may have been the 60’s, but should Grace Slick really have laid such a heavy trip on that guy? I mean really, what ever happened to free love baby?

“and Jesus he wants to go to Venus, leaving Levon far behind. Take a balloon and go sailing, while Levon, Levon slowly dies.” Levon, Elton John/Bernie Taupin.

It is not your tupical breakup, but it'll do. A friend helped me see the light with this song. Sometimes drugs are good. The day they penned these lyrics the drugs were awesome. A vindictive retard selling balloons with aspirations of space travel. Fuckin’ right.

“I was dreaming of the past, and my heart was beating fast. I began to lose control. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I am sorry that I made you cry, I didn’t want to hurt you, I am just a jealous guy.” Jealous guy, John Lennon.

I am not sure, but I think Ike Turner wrote this song for John, but whatever, it’s just Yoko.

“So stick around cause we might miss you when we grow tired off all this visual.” Radio ga ga, Queen.

If we didn’t have MTV where would all the vacuous 18 year old assholes go to tell us how great Britney Spears is? Unfortunately for Queen, radio may be in fact worse than MTV. DJ’s are now the dumbest people in the world and the robot that programs their music has no fucking taste.

“I ain’t heard from you in three damned days.” Picture, Sheryl Crow/Kid Rock.

You better fucking call her man.

“Too depressed to go on, you’ll be sorry when I’m gone.” Adam’s song, Blink 182.

Piece of advice you crazy kids, they won’t be. They’ll forget real quick. That fucking Fionna Apple has struck again.

“I’m hanging on, you’re all that’s let to hold onto and I still waiting.” Red Hill Mining Town, U2.

Let go, for fuck sake, you’re just going to hurt your arms.

“I saw her again last, and you know that I shouldn’t. To string her along just isn’t right, but what can I do, I’m lonely too?” I saw her again last night, Mamas and the Papas.

You ever notice that peace and love was all about fucking, loss and guilt? I love it, it just sounded cool and fun, in reality it was the blues with chicks and tambourines.

"I’m just a notch on your bed post, but you’re just a line in a song.” Sugar, we’re going down, Fallout boy.

If you learn nothing else, know I love revenge. Why attack someone, when you can burn their soul with hot Latin rhythms?