The track features a very different attitude towards the past than its predecessor in the track listing “Why Are Sundays So Depressing?,” showing how Julian may regret having been so avant garde about breaking off past relationships carelessly.
One of the slowest songs on "The New Abnormal", the track features a very full percussion line. Occasional guitar lines coming in during the verses, while more full instrumentation from Albert and Nikolai comes in during the chorus sections of the song.
The rhythm guitar in the chorus sounds very much like some old Strokes tunes, which may be on purpose. These chords played in downstrums only, perfectly synchron to the drums is such an iconic strokes thing. Nothing is the same anymore, but there is still something left from the old days.
Not the Same Anymore
The Strokes Lyrics
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Don't wanna play that game anymore
You'd make a better window than a door
Oh, the strangers they implore
It gets so easy to ignore
Just like the girl next door
Uncle's house, it was noon
Sorry boy, I can't implore ya
You are strange, but I like you
Sorry this is overdue
I promised I would do it right
Her and a boy on a Saturday night
And now the door slams shut
A child prisoner grows up
To seek his enemy's throat cut
I'm on and on it, on and on and on
We're on the way, fuel the jet
Can see that what he wants, he gets
What does your sworn enemy regret?
I didn't know, I didn't care
I don't even understand
Did somethin' wrong, I wasn't sure
Stay on top of this, or else
I was afraid I fucked up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I couldn't change, it's too late
And now it's time to show up
Late again, I can't grow up
And now, it's on me they've given up
Uncle's house, I forget
Violent tendencies I get
Your timin' sucks, she went overboard
Don't forget, you are insured
I didn't know, I wasn't sure
Can't remember all that well
I couldn't change, was too late
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The Strokes's song Not the Same Anymore speaks of changes and the feeling of being lost, caught up in a world that has become unfamiliar. The opening line "You're not the same anymore" sets the melancholic tone of the song. It's about looking back and finding that the things that were once familiar are now different. The persona doesn't want to "play that game anymore" because it no longer feels comfortable. The line "You'd make a better window than a door" shows that the person is not open to the changes happening. They would rather be a window – an observer rather than an active participant – in the world that has changed around them. The strangers implore for them to come out and participate again, but it's easy for them to ignore what's happening.
The song tells a story of a person who is at a crossroads in life. They can't figure out where they fit in the changing world, and the people around them have given up on them. They are lost and don't understand why. The verse "I'm on and on it, on and on and on" indicates that they keep thinking about the changes in their lives and the world around them but are unable to find a way to fit in. The part "A child prisoner grows up to seek his enemy's throat cut" shows that they may have been hurt in the past and now seek revenge for the pain inflicted on them.
Line by Line Meaning
You're not the same anymore
I've noticed that you've changed from how you used to be
Don't wanna play that game anymore
I'm tired of dealing with the same situation over and over again
You'd make a better window than a door
You're not very welcoming or approachable
Oh, the strangers they implore
People I don't know keep asking me questions about you
It gets so easy to ignore
Over time, it's become easy to avoid thinking about you
Just like the girl next door
Now you seem like just another person I know, nothing special
Uncle's house, it was noon
I remember this specific time and place
Sorry boy, I can't implore ya
I'm unable to ask or persuade you to do something
You are strange, but I like you
You're different from others, but I still enjoy talking to you
Sorry this is overdue
I know it's late, but I'm finally doing what I promised
Her and a boy on a Saturday night
She was with another guy on a weekend evening
And now the door slams shut
A point of no return has been reached
A child prisoner grows up
Someone who felt trapped as a child is now maturing
To seek his enemy's throat cut
To take revenge on someone who has caused harm
I'm on and on it, on and on and on
I'm focused and obsessed with something
We're on the way, fuel the jet
We're making progress and moving quickly
Can see that what he wants, he gets
He's able to successfully achieve what he desires
What does your sworn enemy regret?
What negative consequences has your enemy experienced?
I didn't know, I didn't care
I was unaware and indifferent
I don't even understand
I have no comprehension of what's happening
Did somethin' wrong, I wasn't sure
I may have made a mistake, but I'm uncertain
Stay on top of this, or else
I need to remain vigilant, or else face negative consequences
I was afraid I fucked up
I was scared that I made a serious error
And now it's time to show up
It's time to take action and be present
Late again, I can't grow up
I keep failing to be responsible and mature
And now, it's on me they've given up
Others have lost faith in me and my abilities
Violent tendencies I get
I sometimes have a desire to be aggressive or destructive
Your timin' sucks, she went overboard
You chose a bad moment to act, and now she's done something problematic
Don't forget, you are insured
Remember that you're protected from financial harm
Can't remember all that well
My memory of past events is hazy
I couldn't change, was too late
I was unable to make a difference, it was too far gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
A phrase used for emphasis or to express agreement
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Albert Jr. Hammond, Fabrizio Moretti, Julian Casablancas, Nick Valensi, Nikolai Fraiture
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Lyrics :
Verse 1]
You're not the same anymore
Don’t wanna play that game anymore
You'd make a better window than a door
Oh, the strangers, they implore
It gets so easy to ignore
Just like the girl next door
[Chorus 1]
Uncle's house, it was noon
Sorry, boy, I can’t employ ya
You are strange, but I like you
Sorry, this is overdue
I promised I would do it right
Her and a boy on a Saturday night
[Verse 2]
And now the door slams shut
A child prisoner grows up
To seek his enemy's throat cut
(I'm on and on it, on and on and on it)
We're on the way, fuel the jet
Can see that what he wants, he gets
What does your sworn enemy regret?
[Chorus 2]
I didn't know, I didn't care
I don't even understand
Did somethin' wrong, I wasn’t sure
Stay on top of this, or else
I was afraid, I fucked up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I couldn’t change, it's too late
Verse 3]
And now it’s time to show up
Late again, I can't grow up
And now it's on me, they've given up
[Chorus 3]
Uncle’s house, I forget
Violent tendencies I get
Your timing sucks, she went overboard
Don't forget, you are insured
I didn't know, I wasn't sure
Can't remember all that well
I couldn't change, was too late
Yeah, yeah, yeah
@tumama66664
You're not the same anymore
Don't wanna play that game anymore
You'd make a better window, than a door
Oh, the strangers they implore
It gets so easy to ignore
Just like the girl next door
Uncle's house, it was noon
Sorry boy, I can't employ ya
You are strange, but I like you
Sorry, this is overdue
I promised I would do it right
Her and a boy on a Saturday night
And now the door slams shut
A child prisoner grows up
To seek his enemy's throat cut
We're on the way, fuel the jet
Can see that what he wants, he gets
What does your sworn enemy regret?
I didn't know, I didn't care
I don't even understand
Did something wrong, I wasn't sure
Stay on top of this, or else
I was afraid, I fucked up, yeah yeah yeah
I couldn't change, it's too late
And now it's time to show up
Late again, I can't grow up
And now it's on me, they've given up
Uncle's house, I forget
Violent tendencies I get
Your timing sucks, she went overboard
Don't forget, you are insured
I didn't know, I wasn't sure
Can't remember all that well
I couldn't change, was too late, yeah yeah yeah
@power9731
Letra en español (la cuarentena me tiene traduciendo todoo jajja)
Ya no eres el mismo
No quiero jugar más a ese juego
Haces mejor una ventana que una puerta
Oh, los extraños que imploran
Se hace tan fácil ignorar
Igual que la chica de al lado
La casa del tío, era mediodía
Perdón chico, no puedo emplearte
Eres un extraño, pero me gustas
Perdón esto está atrasado
Prometí que lo haría bien
Ella y un chico en una noche de sábado
Y ahora la puerta se cierra de un portazo
Un chico prisionero crece
Para buscar el corte de garganta de su enemigo
Estamos en camino, combustible en el jet
Puedo ver lo que él quiere, lo que consigue
¿De qué se arrepiente tu enemigo jurado?
No lo sabía, no me importaba
Ni siquiera lo entendía
Hice algo mal
No estaba seguro
Mantente al tanto de esto, de lo contrario
Tenía miedo
Lo arruiné, sí
No pude cambiarlo, es demasiado tarde
Y ahora es tiempo de mostrarse
Tarde otra vez, no puedo crecer
Y ahora depende de mí que hayan renunciado
La casa del tío, me olvidé
Consigo tendencias violentas
Tu puntualidad apesta
Ella se fue por la borda
No te olvides que estás asegurado
No lo sabía
No estaba seguro
No puedo recordar eso muy bien
No pude cambiarlo, era demasiado tarde, sí
@510m8
“I was afraid. I fucked up.”
Heart wrenching
@Varaxito
XD
@calypsoschild
Julian's songwriting really shines in this one
@NightMythHunter
Seriously, Thank you for recognizing this, people just choose to overlook how difficult it is to produce good music, and Jules seems to have perfected this craft
@MrDiaz411
@@NightMythHunter that man has aged like fine wine in terms of crafting music. and looks. dilf af
@sacredsepia
@@MrDiaz411 YUPPP
@silosara
“You are strange, but I like you.”
@levifuller1256
I really like that part, it just goes so well together
@niklibelinski5512
Most underrated song on the album
@manjy5927
I went from hating this song to loving it, no wonder it's underrated