If the businessmen drink my blood like the kids in art school said they would,
Then I guess I’ll just begin again.. you say, “can we still be friends?”
If I was scared… I would.
And if I was bored… you know I would.
And if I was yours… but I’m not.
When Arcade Fire took home the Album of the Year Grammy last year, a part of me felt vindicated. This band that flew under the radar for several years, beloved by the indie scene, breaking into the collective stratosphere in a musical world full of Justin Biebers and Katy Perrys. This was real music, a diverse group filled with both uncensored euphoria and sense of underlying angst, sharing a stage with bonafide celebrities.
Some would say they sold out with The Suburbs. I disagree; I found the album to be the best one they’ve put out yet. Songs like this are an example of why I love them to pieces.
And truly, this song was part of my “divorce” mix last spring because I felt it could describe what I felt my ex-husband might be feeling. After my recent breakup, it’s truer than ever. How can I still be a friend with someone who broke my heart? We may have been friends before this beautiful mess, but there’s no way we could go back to that. We passed that curve months ago. And it saddens me.
But it’s summer and a time for new beginnings. I guess I will truly just begin again.
