Lean Left

Bad Song Lyrics, Continued

by tgirsch

January 25th, 2007

Inspired by KTK (who claims he was inspired in part by me), I feel it necessary to get this off my chest. The Way You Love Me by Faith Hill may have some of the worst lyrics since Paul McCartney set the low-bar with “this ever-changing world in which we live in.” The idiocy actually leads off the song straightaway:

If I could grant
You one wish
I’d wish you could see the way you kiss

Uhh, that’s not granting a wish, dumb-ass. That’s making a wish. I’m betting if the person you’re “granting” a wish to actually got to make his own wish, it would probably involve you shutting up. I know it’d be mine. She continues:

Ooh, I love watching you
Baby
When you’re driving me (ooh) crazy

As far as I can tell, this is either some sort of bizarre stalking, or they have mirrors on the ceiling. Either way, it kind of creeps me out.

Ooh, I love the way you
Love the way you love me
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be
Ooh, to feel the way I feel with your arms around me
I only wish that you could see the way you love me
The way you love me

This whole chorus comes across as something that she originally wrote in about ten words, and then realized she needed more syllables. Inserting “Ooh” will only get you so far, but she pushes that envelope about as far as it can go. Notice, too, that she’s still doing a lot of wishing for somebody who’s supposed to be granting wishes. And how, exactly, does one see the way one loves another?

It’s not right
It’s not fair
What you’re missing over there
Someday I’ll find a way to show you
Just how lucky I am to know you

You could start by ending this godforsaken song. For something that’s ostensibly an ode to her lover, it sure is an egocentric take on it. It’s all about “me.” (And what’s up with the “over there?” I mean, it rhymes, but can’t she at least try to make sense?  Actually, if he’s “over there,” and there’s nowhere else she’d rather be, then maybe he’s already trying to avoid her and this is some sort of stalking.)

In between repeating the awful chorus a couple of times, she fills in this gem:

You’re the million reasons why
There’s love reflecting in my eyes

Oh, is that love I’m seeing in there? I was positive I was seeing clear through to the back of your head.

I’ve never been a country music (or pop-country) fan. It’s not all this bad, is it? And it’s not as if I picked an obscure song. This one was hugely popular. I get the impression that this song was written as a bet: Write a really dumb, vacuous song, have a leggy blonde sing it, and Viola! Instant hit!

OK, Kevin. Your turn.

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