OK I’m not one to be disrespectful to Annie Lennox.  She’s the only woman in the world that could rock an orange crew cut and look good.  But I have to wonder about how she deals with grief.  Listen to this song.  It’s sad as shit.  And you know when you can listen to parts of a song and they sound like things you have heard or said?  That’s what makes songs really good.  So I guess the secret to writing good songs is to just write down one half of a phone conversation and sing it.

But back to Annie.  She’s sad because her man is dumping her and the way she chooses to deal with it is to get all made up and put on a giant decorative hat.  I will admit that if I were the guy I would definitely rethink things for a minute.

Hmm.  Annie never wore big hats like that when we were together.  So what does it mean?  Did she always like big hats and just didn’t wear them because she thought I didn’t like them?  Why didn’t she ask me?  I feel like a dick now.  On the other hand, maybe she thinks I hate big hats and is wearing it just to spite me.  Now SHE’S a dick!

Whatever the answer ultimately was, Annie says at the end: “You don’t know what I feel.”  That really hits home.  And because she is an artist, she knew people would understand it.  If I had written the song I would have gotten scared at the last minute that I was being too vague and it would have ended with: “You don’t know what I feel…about big hats.”  Video and sad lyrics after the jump!

Annie Lennox – Why

How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I’m sorry for the things I’ve done
But when I start to try to tell you
That’s when you have to tell me
Hey… this kind of trouble’s only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don’t you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That’s why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me…
Why
Why

I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you’re thinking
And I’ve heard is said too many times
That you’d be better off
Besides…
Why can’t you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let’s go down to the water’s edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me…
Why
Tell me…
Why

This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I’ll never tread
These are the dreams I’ll dream instead
This is the joy that’s seldom spread
These are the tears…
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
’cause i don’t think you know how I feel
I don’t think you know what I feel
I don’t think you know what I feel
You don’t know what I feel