I have no idea of what any of this means, or what message it is supposed to convey.

A song for the one that got away.

Now minding your own business, it’s a fine thing / You keep busy doing your thing, and I’ll do my thing.

Plays tricks with your heart / It tears you apart.

Something like a subtle yet seismic shift happened last week: I began disconnecting from Bruce Springsteen.

I’m gonna be different ‘cause I’m gonna / treat her like a lady.

You better tHinc. tHinc. tHinc. / tHinc. about what you’re trying to do to me.

She has an air of mystery about her, but there’s no way that you can live without her.

You saw right away that I don’t ask for much / So you assumed you got me in the bag.

That vibe, that vibe, I can feel that vibe ...

There’s sometimes we’re on the brink of reality / Being pushed on to some uncertain fate

Oh baby be true, be true to me / A soldier boy needs all the love he can find ...

All your bluster and your threats / They won’t pay your debts / Hell hath no fury will get you nowhere with me ...

But I cursed the romance that shrouded us / I cursed the love that devoured us / And I cursed you when you found someone better than me

Well his name is Uzi just like the famous machine gun / And with all the noise he makes he might as well have been one ...

Understand me, and try to see just where I’m coming from / Listen I pray, and hear what I say, and I say it not in fun

Hey Frumie / Love that three-quarter-length skirt / With those colored stockings / And that long sleeved shirt ...

When all my crazy dreams / Get torn apart at the seams / I can’t get protection!

You’ve just been put in touch with creation, something so elemental and rare / and its sheer emotional power is almost too much to bear.

Baby I know things are gonna get better for us / I know things can’t stay this way forever for us