Cubicles
My Chemical Romance Lyrics

It's the tearing sound of love-notes
The sound of love being thrown away in the trash is the only thing breaking the silence in the office.

Drowning out these gray stained windows
The feeling of despair in the office is consuming and overwhelming.

And the view outside is sterile
The world outside is dull and lifeless, devoid of anything interesting or vibrant.

And I'm only two cubes down
The artist is physically close to the person they desire, but still feels alone.

I'll photocopy all the things that we could be
The artist daydreams about the potential of a relationship with the person they desire.

If you took the time to notice me
The singer wishes that the person they desire would pay attention to them.

But you can't now, I don't blame you
The singer understands that the person they desire has moved on and doesn't blame them for it.

And it's not your fault that no one ever does
The artist feels like no one ever notices them or pays attention to them, but they don't hold it against anyone.

But you don't work here anymore
The person the artist desires has left the office.

It's just a vacant 3 by 4
The office space where the person the artist desires used to work is now empty and lifeless.

And they might fill your place
Someone else may take the place of the person the singer desires.

A temporary stand-in for your face
Whoever takes the place of the person the artist desires will just be a temporary substitute.

This happens all the time
People come and go in the office all the time.

And I can't help but think I'll die alone
The singer is overwhelmed by feelings of loneliness and despair.

So I'll spend my time with strangers
Instead of being alone, the singer will try to connect with other people in the office.

A condition and its terminal
The artist sees their loneliness as a terminal illness, a part of their personality they cannot change.

In this water-cooler romance
There is a culture of superficial relationships in the office, revolving around the water cooler.

And it's coming to a close
The culture of superficial relationships in the office is ending.

We could be in the park and dancing by a tree
The singer daydreams about having a romantic relationship with the person they desire outside of the office.

Kicking over blades we see
The artist imagines playfully running through the park with their loved one.

Or a dark beach with a black view
The artist has fantasies of being alone with the person they love on a secluded and romantic beach.

And pin-pricks in the velvet catch our fall
The artist dreams of experiencing the intense and passionate moments of love.

Sometimes I think I'll die alone
The singer's fear of dying alone is consuming them.

Live and breathe and die alone
The artist sees their future as one of solitude and an absence of meaningful relationships.

Just take, I think I'd love to die
The singer has such deep despair and hopelessness that they see death as a welcome escape.

Me down, I think I'd love to die
The singer continues to dwell on their desire for death.

I think I'd love to die alone
The singer has given up on the idea of ever finding love and is content with the idea of dying alone.