You Outta Know
So I’m driving out to meet up with my Stepmom buddy K for dinner/drinks when “You Outta Know” by Alanis comes on. What I love about music is it can transport you to a time you’d long forgotten. I remember that when this song came out I was going through my first breakup, and a bad one at that.
I used to listen to that Alanis album almost like my mantra. I was bitter and I was pissed…daily. I loved and hated my ex at the same time. He jerked me around for months on months I think out of some sick pleasure. I can’t fully blame him…I fell for his “I love you” routine everytime.
So when I heard the lyrics:
Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I’m not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
I hope you feel it…well can you feel it
Oh yes, I once could feel that kind of anger through every pore in my body. I once (a very long time ago) was very bitter. Is it strange I almost look upon those days as bitter/sweet? Sorry…no pun intended.