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Lyrics Schmyrics: ‘Heartless’ got a new meaning

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

George MichaelLast Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, You gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I’ll give it to someone special

Tra-la-la special, special. Wait…hold on. Seriously? Look, Mr. Michael I appreciate the sentiment and I can sort of see what you were aiming for in this song, but you need to put that tormented metaphor out of its sordid misery!

I know what giving someone your heart means, you know what it means. Hell, everyone does. But who among us can honestly claim to get a grip on what it means to give Person C the heart you got from Person A? Does this mean that George Michael fell in love with Person A, but that Person A then somehow made George Michael fall in love with Person C instead – possibly with some sort of mystical love-transference ritual? It just doesn’t work as a metaphor.

So what the Hell, George? Did you actually hand someone your physical honest-to-goodness literal heart? Because if that’s the case, you know, I’m sure you can’t possibly blame the person for giving it away the very next day – say, for instance, giving it to a paramedic or a coroner would surely be the right thing to do!

Are you there God?

Monday, November 5th, 2007

The raven of inadequate pigmentation
Is back and sick of bitch’s shit and big abnegations
I decided to stick around to be bad & exhibit no abrasions
Henceforth I flow evasive to a tense court of soulless slaves
& I chose to lend force and be cold when facing
A hole in this place where I was thrown away from
Leave me alone & stay yon’ those played puns
Are flayed for fun; faith’s festering far beyond
I just hope my companions can forgive me farther on
I didn’t want to stay a far here from apart from bonds
I had spent a great deal of time building up
I’ve tried to heal and find (more…)