Every now and again, this song happens to happen. At least to me. Maybe to you, too. This song broke my first (and so far only) case of writers block that I got after my Dad died. And there are shadows from that cast over this song, too. I Know Too Much (For My Own Good) When I mention that there’s something wrong, You tell me I’m a pessimist Even though you’re staring down the same monster as me And while we’re talking about it, The monster is sneaking around And by the time the conversation’s over It’ll be too late. I’m not saying this trying to be difficult. I’m not saying this just to raise fear It’s just that if we’re prepared, we can fight it better We won’t win but we won’t disappear… Chorus: I’ve been right about too many things I’d rather be wrong about I’ve been wrong about too few things that turned out to be right But if you think I think I know it all You don’t know what I’m getting at. It’s just I know too much for my own good. I know too much for my own good. I know too much for my own good but not enough…for you. We always go round and round And fall right into the trap This isn’t my imagination It’s something that I don’t want. And that other thing we never talk about ‘Cause we don’t want to verbalize it into existence Is on the other side of the door waiting for its time. I’m not saying this trying to be difficult. I’m not saying this just to raise fear It’s just that if we’re prepared, we can fight it better We won’t win but we won’t disappear Chorus: I’ve been right about too many things I’d rather be wrong about I’ve been wrong about too few things that turned out to be right But if you think I think I know it all You don’t know what I’m getting at. It’s just I know too much for my own good. I know too much for my own good. I know too much for my own good but not enough…for you.
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 00:01:31 +0000