Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Not Coming Home" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how undefined weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Not Coming Home" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that undefined employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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When you refuse me, you confuse me
What makes you think I'll let you in again?
Think again, my friend
Go on, misuse me and abuse me
I'll come out stronger in the end
Does it make you sad to find yourself alone?
Does it make you mad to find that I have grown?
Bet it hurts so bad to see the strength that I have shown
When you answer the door, pick up the phone
You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home
You do not know how much this hurts me
To say these things that I don't want to say
But have to say them anyway
Oh, I would do anything to end your suffering
But you would rather walk away
Does it make you sad to find yourself alone?
Does it make you mad to find that I have grown?
I bet it hurts so bad to see the strength that I have shown
When you answer the door, pick up the phone
You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home
Does it make you sad to find yourself alone? (Find yourself alone)
Does it make you mad to find that I have grown?
Does it make you sad to find yourself alone?
Yeah, does it make you mad to see how I have grown?
Bet it hurts so bad to see the strength that I have shown
When you answer the door, pick up the phone
You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home, whoa
Yeah, yeah
When you answer the door, pick up the phone
You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home
Yeah, oh
When you answer the door, pick up the phone (yeah)
You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home (yeah, yeah)
Thank you, goodnight!
Woo!