Bad Idea
Thea Gilmore Lyrics


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Perfectly ugly I'm standing up here in front of you
Like a living work of art
And I can do cute with a bite or angry with a personable side
But they're my only parts
And this town crossed its legs a long time ago baby
When it got sick of trying
And the violent soprano of an ambulance siren screams round the block
Like the whole world is dying

Oh, oh I have to give everything a name
Oh no I can smell gas in here again
And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
And I say well you know sweetheart you live on bad ideas

She managed them both like some dizzy soap opera queen on the TV
And I manoeuvred my way round the rocks smuggling scorn into my words
And she didn't even see me
I love it when you float off like some great feather in the breeze
But the only trouble is I'm left sitting here panting for more
Like a bitch on heat, now

And oo, oh I have to give everything a name
And oh no I can smell gas in here again
And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
And I say well you know asshole you live on bad ideas

Skin tight and forthright
I can pick this fight alone
Hold on we can take it on 'cause only
Words can cut to bone

Skin tight and forthright
I can pick this fight alone
Hold on we can take it on 'cause even
Words

Oh, oh I have to give everything a name
Oh no I can smell gas in here again




And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
And I say well you know asshole you live on bad ideas

Overall Meaning

Thea Gilmore’s song "Bad Idea” is a commentary on the harsh realities of life that we all have to face at some point. The song is a reflection of the singer's perspective on her life and how she has to deal with certain situations that come her way. The lyrics paint a picture of a woman who is standing on stage, feeling exposed and vulnerable. She has mastered the art of disguising her true self, and adapting to the different personalities that will best serve her in certain situations. The line “And this town crossed its legs a long time ago baby/ When it got sick of trying” refers to the apathy that many people feel towards life and their surroundings, especially when they face unexpected challenges.


As the song progresses, the tone and language become more aggressive, and the singer appears to become increasingly frustrated with her situation. She accuses someone of living on bad ideas, while also admitting that she herself is living on them as well. This shows a level of self-awareness and self-criticism, and a realization that sometimes even the choices we think are good at the time can lead us down a path of disappointment and regret. The final stanza resolves into a plea for change: “Hold on we can take it on 'cause even/ Words can cut to bone,” suggesting that words and actions can have a significant impact on the course of our lives and that fighting back is a viable option.


Line by Line Meaning

Perfectly ugly I'm standing up here in front of you
I may not be conventionally attractive, but I am confident in myself and unafraid to be vulnerable in front of you.


Like a living work of art
I see myself as a unique and valuable creation, worthy of appreciation and respect.


And I can do cute with a bite or angry with a personable side
I have learned to adapt to different situations and emotions, and can express myself in a variety of ways.


But they're my only parts
Despite my versatility, I am still limited by my own nature and personality.


And this town crossed its legs a long time ago baby
The people in this town have become jaded and unresponsive, unwilling to engage with others in a meaningful way.


When it got sick of trying
The town gave up on progress or change, content to wallow in its own stagnation.


And the violent soprano of an ambulance siren screams round the block
The sound of emergency vehicles reflects the chaos and violence that pervades the town.


Like the whole world is dying
The town feels hopeless and apocalyptic, as though everything is coming to an end.


Oh, oh I have to give everything a name
I feel compelled to label and categorize everything I encounter, in order to make sense of the world around me.


Oh no I can smell gas in here again
I am sensing danger or trouble, perhaps in the form of a toxic or explosive situation.


And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
You recognize my unpredictable and potentially dangerous nature, but find it intriguing or exciting.


And I say well you know sweetheart you live on bad ideas
I point out that your own behavior and actions are flawed or misguided, leading to negative consequences.


She managed them both like some dizzy soap opera queen on the TV
Another person is able to juggle multiple relationships or situations, like a character in a melodramatic TV show.


And I manoeuvred my way round the rocks smuggling scorn into my words
I use subterfuge or sarcasm to express my disapproval or criticism of the situation.


And she didn't even see me
The other person is oblivious or indifferent to my feelings and reactions.


I love it when you float off like some great feather in the breeze
I admire your carefree and graceful demeanor, and enjoy watching you move through the world.


But the only trouble is I'm left sitting here panting for more
However, I am left feeling unsatisfied and longing for greater connection or intimacy with you.


Like a bitch on heat, now
I am consumed by my desire and passion for you, unable to control my impulses or feelings.


Skin tight and forthright
I am bold and assertive, unafraid to speak my mind and stand up for myself.


I can pick this fight alone
I am capable of defending myself or pursuing my own goals, without relying on others for help.


Hold on we can take it on 'cause only
However, I am willing to work with you or others to overcome obstacles or challenges.


Words can cut to bone
I recognize the power of language to wound or hurt, and am careful with my own words as well as those of others.


And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
You continue to be drawn to my unpredictable and potentially dangerous nature, but in a more affectionate or playful way.


And I say well you know asshole you live on bad ideas
I continue to critique your behavior and choices, this time with a more confrontational or hostile tone.




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