F*ck you, it's over

Have you ever loved someone with all you had in you and had that love taken for granted? Have your feelings been dismissed or never even considered in the first place? Do you know what it feels like to revolve your world around someone who was only capable of lying to, cheating on or abusing you?

As you may already know, I hold nothing back. I wear my heart and emotions on my sleeve. Some may say it's a fault, but that's how I was built. If something's on my mind, I have no problem sharing it. No shame in my game. So here goes nothing....

I heard this song for the first time as I was previewing the bands that are set to perform at Lollapalooza next month, and Glasvegas definitely caught my attention right away. You can hear the Scottish accent immediately, and the music was very intense. It's raw. This song, "Fuck You, It's Over," doesn't leave much to the imagination. This guy got BURNED, folks.

I sat in my bedroom alone, turned off all the lights, crawled into bed and blasted this track. It's the type of song you want to play on repeat until you're done with the emotional release it propels. I sang along with the few lyrics I could recall, and I wailed that chorus. All I could do was cry.

I wonder if Glasvegas will perform this song at Lollapalooza. I'm sure it'll hit me hard. But isn't that the point of music (or art) in general? To strike a nerve in the listener?

It's funny how just a simple lyric, a melody, a voice can take you back to a memory you thought you had forgotten. It's probably not the best idea when those memories are traumatizing. But whatever the case, memories of a relationship gone bad consumed my mind. And all I could imagine was this person in front of me while I wailed out those words: "Fuck you, fuck you, it's over!"

If you're out there and you're reading this, you don't even deserve to have any more of this blog space dedicated to you. But know, just know that the damage is done. And there's no turning back. "You're dead to me."

Glasvegas - Fuck You, It's Over