Cruel
The House of Love Lyrics


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Untie my hands, you're the best that I've had.
Close to the drains and the sewers in flow
Hold back from anger and freeze all your soul.
Dive through the circle, describe what you hold
Cruel

Drink and dissolve through the lines in your hands.
Write out of romance (the sugar in sand)
I failed when I tried to defend in my way.
Walked from the gaze of a dog of a day
Cruel

I find when things are mine
Like cold chains and baby whines
Well, Henry says, yeah, Henry says
"It's Sue and I"
Crawl, and watch your knes!
Slide low, through any sleeze
And money says, yeah, money says
"You've got to do it slow"
Cruel

My theme is; loose the plot
Fuck around and drink a lot
And Henry says, yeah Henry says
"Do it wrong"
But I don't think this way
And I would never say




I've done the best I could
Cruel

Overall Meaning

The House of Love's song "Cruel" is a haunting and enigmatic composition that demands close listening to decipher its meaning. The lyrics seem to speak to a sense of being trapped or controlled by something, possibly a romantic relationship or addiction, as evidenced by lines like "Untie my hands, you're the best that I've had" and "Drink and dissolve through the lines in your hands." The imagery of drains and sewers may reflect a feeling of being trapped or stuck in a situation that is difficult to escape from.


The song also speaks to a sense of frustration and anger, with lines such as "Hold back from anger and freeze all your soul" and "Walked from the gaze of a dog of a day." The repeated use of the word "cruel" suggests that there is some kind of mistreatment or abuse taking place, although it is not entirely clear what form that might take.


Line by Line Meaning

Untie my hands, you're the best that I've had.
Free me from the constraints that hold me, you are the most satisfying partner I have ever had.


Close to the drains and the sewers in flow
Near the unsavory fringes of society, amidst the garbage and filth.


Hold back from anger and freeze all your soul.
Suppress your feelings of rage and numb yourself to emotion.


Dive through the circle, describe what you hold
Enter the unknown, explore what you possess.


Cruel
Life can be harsh and unforgiving.


Drink and dissolve through the lines in your hands.
Consume your destiny as written in your palms.


Write out of romance (the sugar in sand)
Create stories of love that are fleeting and as impossible to hold onto as grains of sand.


I failed when I tried to defend in my way.
My attempts at protecting myself were unsuccessful.


Walked from the gaze of a dog of a day
Escaped the scrutiny of those who are vicious and unforgiving.


I find when things are mine, Like cold chains and baby whines
I derive pleasure from possessing things, even if they are unpleasant.


Well, Henry says, yeah, Henry says, "It's Sue and I"
Someone named Henry claims he is romantically involved with Sue.


Crawl, and watch your knes!
Move slowly and carefully, protecting your knees from harm.


Slide low, through any sleeze
Maneuver through the morally dubious aspects of life.


And money says, yeah, money says, "You've got to do it slow"
The pursuit of wealth requires patience and tact.


My theme is; loose the plot
My central idea is to abandon structure and purpose.


Fuck around and drink a lot
Mess around and consume a lot of alcohol.


And Henry says, yeah Henry says, "Do it wrong"
Henry advises to intentionally make mistakes.


But I don't think this way
I do not share Henry's philosophy.


And I would never say, I've done the best I could
I am not satisfied with my efforts and would never declare that I have done my best.


Cruel
The harshness of life is an unavoidable reality.




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Daniel Saxer


on You Don't Understand

Lyrics correction: (according to my ears;-)
Drown (not down) the soul and through the ages
How money's cooked, inside us all

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