Daughter of Loudon Wainwright III and Kate McGarrigle, and the sister of Rufus Wainwright, she has frequently appeared on recordings by her family members, the McGarrigle Sisters and Family and has released several independent EPs. Wainwright released an independent cassette, Ground Floor, in 1997. The following year, her song "Year of the Dragon" appeared on The McGarrigle Hour, an album released by Kate & Anna McGarrigle. Shortly after this recording, Martha began singing backup vocals for her brother, and released the six-song EP Martha Wainwright in 1999.
Her full length self-titled first album was released in 2005, followed in 2008 by I Know You're Married but I've Got Feelings Too, and in 2009 by Sans fusils, ni souliers, à Paris: Martha Wainwright's Piaf Record. The Prosperpina Songfacts reports that her 4th album, Come Home To Mama, was recorded at Sean Lennon's studio in New York City. Speaking about the album, Wainwright said: "This record is a culmination of my life experiences so far. Everything changed for me a couple of years ago and this record is a representation of that and a return to the reason I started writing songs."
It's Over
Martha Wainwright Lyrics
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It's over before it ever got started
It doesn't suit me to smile
I might just sit here and cry a while
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
Oh, babe, you've got me comin' on way too strong
It's over before it ever got started
The girl next door can sing but she ain't in the pain I'm in
I'm an artist, I've even slit my wrists
Oh, oh breathing's getting harder and harder
Oh, oh, breathing's getting harder and harder
Oh, oh, breathing's getting harder and harder
Oh, baby, you've got me comin' on way too strong
Oh, baby, I never wanted to need your love
Your secret's not safe with me, oh, I'll even lie to be free
I'll divulge everything, you can be blessed for your sins
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
In "It's Over" by Martha Wainwright, the singer is expressing regret and pain over a failed romance that ended before it truly took off. The song opens with a forlorn repetition of the titular phrase, emphasizing the suddenness and finality of the end. The singer admits that they will not be able to put on a brave face or fake happiness, and instead may just cry. The chorus features the haunting repetition of "breathing's getting harder and harder," suggesting that the pain is not only emotional, but physical as well.
As the song progresses, the singer seems to blame the other person for being too forceful and not understanding their true artistic nature. The line "the girl next door can sing but she ain't in the pain I'm in" is a powerful acknowledgment of the singer's own vulnerabilities and struggles. Despite this assertion of individuality and creative flair, the singer ultimately reveals that they were willing to lie and betray trust just to be free of the relationship. The final chorus repeats the suffocating feeling of breathing becoming more difficult, driving home the message of the song.
Line by Line Meaning
It's over before it ever got started
The relationship ended before it even had a chance to begin.
It doesn't suit me to smile
I don't feel like smiling.
I might just sit here and cry a while
I might cry for some time, trying to cope with the end of the relationship.
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
The sadness is making it difficult to breathe.
Oh, babe, you've got me comin' on way too strong
You're pushing me too hard and too quickly.
The girl next door can sing but she ain't in the pain I'm in
The person feels intense emotional pain that even others may not understand.
I'm an artist, I've even slit my wrists
The person is expressing their emotional pain through self harm.
Oh, baby, I never wanted to need your love
I never wanted to be dependent on your love.
Your secret's not safe with me, oh, I'll even lie to be free
I may even lie to get away from this relationship.
I'll divulge everything, you can be blessed for your sins
I'll reveal all your secrets and let you be accountable for your actions.
Oh, oh, breathing's getting a little harder and harder
The sadness is making it difficult to breathe.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Martha Wainwright
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Mohammad Awad
LYRICS
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young and I'm strong
But I feel old and tired
Over fired
And I've been poked and stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I'm cracking up
And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
With the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you, whoever you are
federica
LYRICS:
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young & I'm strong
But I feel old & tired
Overfired
And I've been poked & stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I'm cracking up
And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
with the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody...
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
Roberto Carlos
Poetry has no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young and I'm strong
But I feel old and tired
Over fired
And I've been poked and stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
But I'm cracking up
And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
With the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm alright for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
Oh I wish, I wish, I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm alright for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm alright for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
remy A
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young & I'm strong
But I feel old & tired
Overfired
And I've been poked & stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I'm cracking up
And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
with the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody...
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
flyoverangel
when all else has failed, I have this song, sung at the top of my lungs to the sky. Thanks Martha.
Saba
🌻 Amen 🌻
Mohammad Awad
LYRICS
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young and I'm strong
But I feel old and tired
Over fired
And I've been poked and stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I'm cracking up
And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
With the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth
You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you, whoever you are
Marco Lopez
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insel
...so annoying...people that copy and paste lyrics to songs...takes a few secs to look it up...
...even worse if someone did it and some idiot decides to post it AGAIN...how can anyone think this is a clever idea?🤔
Bellatrix Ryddle
insel alldayinuk huh?
Elmira's miscellaneous
@insel It helps some of us to sing along!
Susie B
@insel oh my friend, I will not pretend, I will not smile for you in accord. I am grateful for someone making it easier for me to understand the lyrics as I listen.
Emory Murphy
My alcoholic father makes me feel like a prisoner in my own home. This song helps so much.
Jusenboite
I hope its better now for you