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rob thomas might be more than you think he is...



You know what? Someone clued me into this email news Monday night at my birthday party over a few pitchers of beer. And all I had to say was, "Good for Rob Thomas. Bout time he got some kind of play cause he sure ain't geting airplay."

Now, his solo CD, Something to Be, is shootin' up the Amazon charts (#33 and climbing as of Noon PST) Next thing you know, every single Blackeyed Pea will be banging Brad Pitt and Bo Bice will be seen scouring Santa Monica Boulevard for him a young WB stud.

Now. Is the above gossip true? Maybe. Maybe not. As for me, I'm currently looking at the above CD's song titles (like "Lonely No More" or "I Am An Illusion" or my personal fave, "My My My") and thinking maybe, just maybe, we should have seen this coming. But for now, let's all just glance at the lyrics for the Matchbox 20 classic, "Bent," penned by Mr. Rob Thomas himself.

"Bent"

If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk

If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around I'll smile again

Shouldn't be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again

Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together

You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent

If I couldn't sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot

I started out clean but I'm jaded
Just phoning it in
Just breaking the skin

Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together

You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent

Start bending me
It's never enough
I feel all your pieces

Start bending me
Keep bending me until I'm completely broken in

Shouldn't be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again

Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together

You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent

Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together

You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent

Wow...uh huh...yep. Awkward.

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Posted by Anonymous Anonymous on 11:34 PM

You've ruined that song for me!

Yeah, right. Don't really care - never liked the guy or his band.

- JD  



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