One of my favorite songs over the past few days has been Eminem’s “Love The Way You Lie”. Give the video a watch (the video is the unedited version, so be sure there are no little kids around…)
So much emotion in this song!
While I can say that I’ve never been in this exact same situation, there are definitely points in my life where I feel the anger and passion that Eminem sings about.
I can’t tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now it’s a steel knife in my windpipe
I can’t breathe but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right it’s like I’m in flight
High off of love, drunk from my hate,
It’s like I’m huffing paint and I love it the more I suffer, I suffocate
And right before I’m about to drown, she resuscitates me…
Wait! Where you going?
“I’m leaving you”
No you ain’t. Come back we’re running right back.
Here we go again
It’s so insane cause when it’s going good, it’s going great
I’m Superman with the wind at his back, she’s Lois Lane
Anyone feel the same? Ever?
You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
When you’re with ’em
You meet and neither one of you even know what hit ’em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah, them those chills you used to get ’em…
What about this? Have you ever had that warm fuzzy feeling? Neither one of you even know what hit ’em?
You swore you’d never hit ’em; never do nothing to hurt ’em
Now you’re in each other’s face spewing venom in your words when you spit them
You push pull each other’s hair, scratch claw hit ’em
Throw ’em down pin ’em
So lost in the moments when you’re in them
It’s the rage that took over it controls you both
Yep. I’ve been there.
I’ve spewed venom…
The guilt I feel after is horrible. I don’t feel like I even deserve to be alive. Once the emotion behind my words are gone…
Now I know we said things, did things that we didn’t mean
And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine
But your temper’s just as bad as mine is
You’re the same as me
But when it comes to love you’re just as blinded
Baby, please come back
It wasn’t you, baby it was me
And then my favorite lines of the whole song…
Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don’t you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk
I told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I’m pissed, I’ll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time. There won’t be no next time
I apologize even though I know its lies
I’m tired of the games I just want her back
I know I’m a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
Im’a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire
I’ve never set a house on fire. but I’ve set some relationships on fire. I’ve wanted to tie them to the bed and set the house on fire.
I relate to this song.
It’s me at the base of my humanity.
It’s who I really am.
It’s who you really are.
It’s real life.
It’s our truth.
Do we accept it?