Feb 132013
 

Love Interruption
   Jack White & Ruby Amanfu

I want love to roll me over slowly,
Stick a knife inside me, and twist it all around.
I want love to grab my fingers gently,
Slam them in a doorway, put my face into the ground.
I want love to murder my own mother,
Take her off to somewhere, like hell, or up above.
And I want love to change my friends to enemies,
Change my friends to enemies,
and show me how it’s all my fault.

And I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me.
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me.
Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me, anymore.

I want love to walk right up and bite me,
Grab a hold of me and fight me, leave me dying on the ground.
I want love to split my mouth wide open,
And cover up my ears and never let me hear a sound.
I want love to forget that you offended me,
Or how you have defended me when everybody tore me down.
Yeah and I want love to change my friends to enemies,
Change my friends to enemies, and show me how it’s all my fault.

Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me.
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me.
Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me, anymore.

 

  4 Responses to “I want love…”

  1. Ooh, I’ve sung this. Great great song.

    • It is a great song! I’m not entirely sure what the chorus means juxtaposed against the verses, but still, I like it. :)

      • I think it’s a way of stating to not allow love to fundamentally change who you are, even if your definition of love falls far from the norms (ie.. the exaggerated forms of violence as a sign of love)

        Never heard it before, but love the lyrics. Probably because I relate so well. Love corrupted me once and after the divorce, I vowed never again. Where as before, I was a model of a perfect marriage, now my love looks a lot like second versus.

        • @Maggie: You’re interpretation of the lyrics sounds as good as any!

          I guess it all depends on what we believe about “who we are.” I’m not sure I’m married to any concept of who I am, so I don’t mind being changed.

          In fact, I think that’s what the meaningful stuff of life does — it fundamentally changes you in some way (fundamentally is a problematic concept, of course). I want to be part of such powerful stuff that I’m forever changed.

          In that sense, I wouldn’t mind being corrupted. :)

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