Guitar
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I'm sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment
Waiting for your phone calls all to end
I'm sitting, watching wind blow
Watching time go, watching cars go by
I'ma waiting for these memories to begin

If I threw my guitar
Out the window so far down
Would I start to regret it?
Or would I smile
And watch it slowly fall, fall, fall?

Garbage trucks and taxi cabs
Don't seem like they can reach me here
The clamor of jackhammers seems so faint
Well, the way you treat me
Like the only slightly brings me down a lot
I don't think that I'll ever be the same, yeah

If I threw my guitar
Out the window so far down
Would I start to regret it?
Or would I smile
And watch it slowly fall, fall, fall,
Fall, fall, fall




Fall, fall, fall?
Fall, fall, fall

Overall Meaning

The Cake song "Guitar" tells the story of a man waiting for phone calls from a woman while sitting by the window of her 32nd floor apartment. He watches the passing of time, cars and wind, and eagerly anticipates the start of new memories. The lyrics truly show his disillusionment and willingness to throw his guitar outside the window to see it fall down. The noisy city of taxis, garbage trucks, and jackhammers seem far away, and he feels isolated in the woman's apartment.


The man seems unhappy and puzzled about his relationship with the woman. He feels neglected, and the woman's treatment of him has brought him down significantly. Throwing his guitar seems to be considered an option to deal with his frustration as he contemplates whether he would regret it or just watch it fall. The lyrics "I don't think that I'll ever be the same" suggest that the man may regret his decision if he goes through with it. The song perfectly blends melancholy and irony to emphasize the man's situation.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment
I am currently occupying a seat beside the window within the confines of your apartment that is situated above 31 other buildings.


Waiting for your phone calls all to end
I am eagerly anticipating the conclusion of your telephone conversations.


I'm sitting, watching wind blow
I am seated and observing the movement of air.


Watching time go, watching cars go by
I am engaging in the activity of observing the passage of time and vehicles as they travel by.


I'ma waiting for these memories to begin
I am anticipating the creation of future memories.


If I threw my guitar Out the window so far down Would I start to regret it? Or would I smile And watch it slowly fall, fall, fall?
I am considering the possibility of discarding my musical instrument from a high location and questioning whether my emotions would cause me to feel remorseful or amused during its descent.


Garbage trucks and taxi cabs Don't seem like they can reach me here The clamor of jackhammers seems so faint
The presence of waste collection vehicles and taxicabs is not noticeable to me and the sound of construction devices is barely audible.


Well, the way you treat me Like the only slightly brings me down a lot I don't think that I'll ever be the same, yeah
Your less-than-satisfactory treatment of me has a significant emotional impact, possibly causing irreversible changes.


If I threw my guitar Out the window so far down Would I start to regret it? Or would I smile And watch it slowly fall, fall, fall, Fall, fall, fall Fall, fall, fall?
I am still considering the hypothetical scenario of throwing my instrument out the window and wondering how I would respond to the situation.




Lyrics © Stamen Music
Written by: JOHN M MCCREA

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