Break Me Open
Tim Kasher Lyrics


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I used to believe in the sound
The sound of the ocean, an infinite current
To carry us
Now, there's a silence in the air
Equally infinite, but utterly desolate
A desert hush

I packed up my old childhood
And threw it in the abyss
If someone would only dive down
And recover it
Break me open

I've got my crosses to bear
I'll be a husband, I'll be a father,
I'll be your friend
But don't hang me up all at once
It's best not to barter with how much
Your martyr will overstretch

With arms held out so wide,
You once nuzzled up inside
Now, they're padlocked across
This chest of old resentments
Break me open

(this morning has opened my eyes)
These daily rehearsals, concentric circles
Of you and I
I can't find the bullseye)

I fell down a well in my mind
And I can't traverse it
No, I can't reverse it so save my life
If only you'd throw down a rope
But you can't be bothered,
You've got your own problems,
You've had enough

Not that I could blame you
Okay, we both know that's a lie
You shoulder the blame as I
Stomach the shame in this
Bottomless cavern
If you'd break me open

If you should ever read this,
It's not a cry for help
It's a plea for some far deeper need




We couldn't possibly fathom
Break me open

Overall Meaning

"Break Me Open" by Tim Kasher is a song that explores themes of emotional isolation, loss, and the longing for connection. The opening lines express a shift in the singer's perception of the world. They once believed in the power of the ocean's sound to carry them, but now there is a desolate silence in the air, symbolizing a loss of hope and a feeling of emptiness. The metaphor of packing up their old childhood and throwing it into the abyss reflects a sense of letting go, perhaps of past traumas or regrets. The plea for someone to "dive down and recover it" suggests a desire to reclaim innocence or a connection to their past self.


The chorus, "Break me open," serves as a repeated plea for vulnerability and emotional release. The singer acknowledges their role as a husband, father, and friend, but also expresses the need to be seen and understood fully. The mention of crosses to bear suggests a burden that they are willing to carry, but there is a caution against being overwhelmed by the expectations and demands of others. The arms once open and welcoming have become padlocked with old resentments, symbolizing emotional barriers that have been built over time.


In the bridge, the idea of daily rehearsals and concentric circles implies a repetition and stagnation in the relationship between the singer and the subject of the song. The mention of not being able to find the "bullseye" suggests a struggle to find a sense of purpose or fulfillment within this dynamic. The verse about falling down a well in the mind symbolizes a descent into despair and the inability to find a way out. The plea for someone to throw down a rope represents a desire for help and support that is not being met.


Line by Line Meaning

I used to believe in the sound
I once had faith in the soothing sound


The sound of the ocean, an infinite current
The tranquil rhythm of the ocean, a never-ending flow


To carry us
To guide and support us


Now, there's a silence in the air
But now, there is a pervasive silence


Equally infinite, but utterly desolate
Just as endless, but profoundly empty


A desert hush
A barren stillness


I packed up my old childhood
I gathered my past and memories


And threw it in the abyss
And cast it into the abyss


If someone would only dive down
If only someone could brave the depths


And recover it
And retrieve what was lost


Break me open
Unravel me, expose my vulnerabilities


I've got my crosses to bear
I have my own burdens to carry


I'll be a husband, I'll be a father, I'll be your friend
I will fulfill the roles of a husband, a father, and your friend


But don't hang me up all at once
But please don't overwhelm me all at once


It's best not to barter with how much
It's better not to negotiate the extent


Your martyr will overstretch
That your sacrifices will strain me too far


With arms held out so wide, you once nuzzled up inside
With my arms wide open, you used to seek comfort within


Now, they're padlocked across
Now, they are locked shut


This chest of old resentments
Inside this heart, harboring old grievances


Break me open
Unleash the buried emotions within me


(this morning has opened my eyes)
(This day has enlightened me)


These daily rehearsals, concentric circles of you and I
Our repetitive routines, revolving around each other


I can't find the bullseye)
I can't locate the center, the true purpose


I fell down a well in my mind
I descended into a mental abyss


And I can't traverse it
And I can't cross it


No, I can't reverse it so save my life
No, I can't undo it, even if it costs me everything


If only you'd throw down a rope
If only you would offer me a lifeline


But you can't be bothered
But you are indifferent


You've got your own problems
You have your own troubles to handle


You've had enough
You are exhausted and overwhelmed


Not that I could blame you
Not that I could hold it against you


Okay, we both know that's a lie
Well, deep down we both know it's untrue


You shoulder the blame as I
You carry the guilt while I


Stomach the shame in this
Endure the humiliation within


Bottomless cavern
An unfathomable abyss


If you'd break me open
If only you would allow me to be vulnerable


If you should ever read this
If by chance you come across these words


It's not a cry for help
It's not a plea for assistance


It's a plea for some far deeper need
It's a desperate appeal for a profound longing


We couldn't possibly fathom
Beyond our comprehension


Break me open
Allow me to be vulnerable, to reveal my true self




Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Written by: Tim Kasher

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