She began as a busker before joining the band Holy Moly and the Crackers playing trombone.
Turning solo, she self-released "Be Still" in 2019, "Summer Up North" in 2020,
Grilled Cheese
Martha Hill Lyrics
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Yeah she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour
My baby messes me around
Yeah she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour
When my baby makes me grilled cheese
She puts raw onion on it
But she knows I don't want it
So I pick them off
And then she's mad at me
She tells me I'm a control freak
Well, baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold, yeah
Well, baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold
I drink your kerosene
But I don't like it when you're mean
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I borrow your light
Set fire to my mind
Oh, oh, oh, oh
My baby messes me around
Yeah she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour
Well, baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold, yeah
Well, baby, I still go for gold
I still go for gold
I drink your kerosene
But I don't like it when you're mean
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I borrow your light
Set fire to my mind
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I walk into the room and I'm a stranger
I wish that we could feel better
Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you
I wish that we could feel better
I walk into the room and I'm a stranger
I wish that we could feel better
Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you
I wish that we could feel better
My baby messes me around
Yeah she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour
My baby messes me around
Yeah she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure (woah)
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour (woah)
My baby messes me around
Yeah she don't love me anymore
And I know that for sure (I wish that we could feel better)
She put her hands in the air
Then the air turned sour
We stood like that for an hour (I wish that we could feel better)
The song "Grilled Cheese" by Martha Hill is a lamentation of a lover who feels mistreated by their partner. The opening lines clearly reveal the singer's frustration, as their lover doesn't seem to love them anymore, which is why they stand still like statues for hours. The repetition of the same phrase throughout the song underscores the inevitability of the situation. Even though Martha wants to hold on to the relationship, her partner is pulling away, and there seems to be nothing that she can do.
The second part of the song, with its references to grilled cheese, raw onions, and kerosene, is more poetic and abstract. In our interpretation, when Martha sings about her partner putting raw onions on her grilled cheese, she is referring to the added pain that her partner causes her. This could mean their emotional distance or their critical nature. When she says "I drink your kerosene but I don't like it when you're mean," she seems to be talking about consuming the negativity that her partner emits, though she hates it.
Overall, the theme of the song is about feeling like a stranger in a relationship that has gone sour. Martha sings "I walk into the room and I'm a stranger, I wish that we could feel better," which tells us that she wants to talk things through and try to save the relationship, but her partner isn't interested anymore.
Line by Line Meaning
My baby messes me around
My partner is unreliable and unpredictable
Yeah she don't love me anymore
I feel like my partner no longer loves me
And I know that for sure
I am certain of my partner's lack of love
She put her hands in the air
My partner made a gesture of frustration or confusion
Then the air turned sour
The atmosphere between us became negative
We stood like that for an hour
We remained in an unpleasant and tense situation for a long time
When my baby makes me grilled cheese
When my partner cooks for me
She puts raw onion on it
She adds an ingredient that I do not like
But she knows I don't want it
My partner is aware of my preferences
So I pick them off
I remove the unwanted ingredient
And then she's mad at me
My partner becomes angry with me
She tells me I'm a control freak
My partner accuses me of being excessively controlling
Well, baby, I still go for gold
Despite our problems, I still strive for success and happiness
I drink your kerosene
I am willing to put up with uncomfortable situations for my partner
But I don't like it when you're mean
However, I do not tolerate my partner being unkind to me
I borrow your light
I depend on my partner for guidance or inspiration
Set fire to my mind
My partner's influence stimulates my creativity or motivation
I walk into the room and I'm a stranger
I feel disconnected from my partner
I wish that we could feel better
I long for a positive and harmonious relationship with my partner
Let's talk it out 'cause I can't do without you
I believe that communication is essential to our relationship
Lyrics © CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, SENTRIC MUSIC
Written by: Martha Wheatley, Rhiannon Mair
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