I listened to this song a lot as a 17 year old boy coming out of a relationship with another 17 year old boy who was intensely suicidal and treated me very badly, and I developed a savior complex and tried to help him despite having essentially no ability to do so. I already had clinical depression at the time, and my mental health and my schoolwork suffered greatly. I'm 25 now. My depression is in remission. I've come to forgive him. We all do horrible things as teenagers. I check up on his social media once every year and a half or so. I hope he's doing better too.
When your helicopter came and tried to lift me out I put its rope around my neck And after that you didn't bother with the airlift or the rescue You knew just what to expect Is the part that always gets me the most
"Now I'm sleeping next to mouse traps and bed of all her clothes" is a line that always gets me. I had a boyfriend that took his own life and for the longest time I didn't sleep in my bed. I just slept on the floor on a pile of his clothes - even after his scent had gone from them. Love you, Cameron. Shine on you crazy diamond.
With the door closed, shades drawn, the world shrinks Let's open up those blinds But someone has to sweep the floor Pick up her dirty clothes That job's not mine Now that everyone's an enemy, my heart sinks Let's put away those claws I don't blame them for their curtains-calls Because I pulled the rope I want to call them back out for applause Spring and Thompson on the first of May is horrible We hid in catacombs So now I'm sleeping next to mousetraps In a bed of all our clothes While I hope that she won't come home It was easier to lock the doors and kill the phones Than to show my skin Because the hardest thing Is never to repent for someone else It's letting people in Well you can come inside Unlock the door, take off your shoes But this might take all night To explain to you I would have walked out those sliding doors But the timing never seemed right When your helicopter came and tried to lift me out I put its rope around my neck And after that you didn't bother with the airlift or the rescue You knew just what to expect That with the door closed, shades drawn We're dead enough They don't open from outside And someone has to speak with their teeth behind their tongue To never let that right be denied We can't rely on photographs and visitation time But I just don't know where to begin I want to bust down the door If you're willing to forgive I've go the keys, I'm letting people in Don't be scared to speak Don't speak with someone's tooth Don't bargain when you're weak Don't take that sharp abuse Some patients can't be saved But that burden's not on you Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that
this fucking album makes me think of friends of mine who've been lost or nearly lost to nursing home abuse and neglect and i almost can't handle it, but sometimes it's the only thing that helps.
I think once you actually understand what happened it hurts so much worse, because I'm pretty certain this albums from a true story that happened to the singer.
TheDarkestDecent Silberman actually worked in Sloan Kettering Cancer Hospital and fell in love with a patient...and this album is about him falling in love with her and love lost coz she dies...
@@snehamaal he never did that...the story is based on a relationship between two normal people that was just really toxic and abusive. He used the caregiver and patient stereotypes to convey the relationships toxicity and the effects of abusive relationships on someone after all is said and done.
@@audreywhite5556 why do people stay in such relationships? Is it the fear of loneliness or some unavoidable psychological need to have that person around?