They keep running through my head

And I don’t wanna fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don’t want to talk about it
And I don’t want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you

Fall To Pieces – Avril Lavigne

So these darn lyrics keep running through my head (they play this part of the song in the iTunes preview so listen if you have it). I don’t know why they keep resonating in my head and my heart lately. I can certainly relate to the feelings in general, but nothing in particular currenlty, which is why I’m confused that they keep coming up. And it’s just this part of the chorus that sticks, until I looked the lyrics up I never even noticed that the next line was “Cuz I’m in Love With you” although it was perfectly clear to me that there was some deep love that was friendship or romance.


It makes me sad but but in a sort of good way. In the way that crying can be a catharsis and purge out the emotional stuff that made you cry in the first place.

I just wanted to check the spelling of catharsis and the definitions were interesting. Actually the Catharsis Wikipedia entry is pretty interesting too.

Did you notice how I jumped from talking about my emotions to the defintion of the word and the history of it? (You did? I thought I might just slip that one by you.)

This is a great album by the way I think I might be turning into an Avril Fan (now that she’s “not so angry any more”).

2 responses to “They keep running through my head

  1. Now that’s a blast from the past! I’m not a huge Avril fan, but I do remember this song from about a year ago. I seem to remember a nice acoustical version that she did on some talk show or something that was also quite nice.

  2. The Morning Light

    And then that darn Avril song which always makes me feel little was running through my head as I saw another painted rock down by Lake Michigan. As I was walking along all these rocks (which really means jumping precariously from rock to rock) I had th…

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