anonymous 2006-12-04 14:25:05    

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this song means that :there was a boy who experienced a school shooting . His girlfriend had died. He wrote an email to blink. This was very sad.he shot himself. blink wrote a song...

anonymous 2006-12-21 22:44:39    

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this song is about a kid who's drunk and hates the life he lives.
he finally kills himself.
which is ok in his eyes because blink 182 is cool.
i like chocolate.

anonymous 2007-01-21 13:31:28    

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Look at the last lines of each group (I don't even know the english word for "strofa"):

1) "the choice was mine I didn't think enough / I'm too depressed to go on / you'll be sorry when I'm gone /I'm too depressed to go on / you'll be sorry when I'm gone"
*The boy's who committed suicide is speaking*

2) "the tour was over, we'd survived / I couldn't wait till I got home / to pass the time in my room alone"
*The singer's speaking. Two different meanings:
A) The music tour is over, so he wants to go back home to think about his recent experiences
b) The age tour = youth is finished. At least "we'd survived"
As a matter of fact equation "youth (teens) = war, journey with risks" is common among punk groups - expecially those of the "feelings way". The same happens in Italian punk-rock. See "Tre allegri ragazzi morti - Ogni adolescenza coincide con la guerra" (Three happy dead boys - Each youth coincides with war).

3) Third part ending: "remember the time that I spilled the cup / of apple juice in the hall /please tell mom this is not her fault".
*The dead boy's speaking: the parents boarded with wood his room to avoid people entering there.
He talks about a fact that happened in the past (the spilling on the floor), but it's a metaphor to talk about HIS FAULTS in life: if now he's dead it's not his mother's foult. He asks us (or the group?) to tell her not to worry - she was right with her education.
Ironically, "his faults", boy's faults, are very small - after all he's only a young man... Spilling a cup's not something you should be ashamed of!
SECOND INTERPRETATION:
In Italian the image of the Apple is linked to a particular activity lead by young man - masturbation. Youth is also called "Apple time". I don't know if it is the same in English, but let me tell you the apple juice reminds me (I'm serious) of other kinds of juices.
I think you have a similar expression - the Apple Pie.
If I'm right, there is a clear reference to the sense of guilt that comes after masturbation. This guilty feeling comes of course from education - that's why he says it's not his mother's fault, to give her relief.

4) See n. 2.

5) "...the time goes by / the tour is over, I've survived / I can't wait till I get home / to pass the time in my room alone"
*The singer himself is speaking. In the other parts he uses "we", referring it to the band; now it seems that this experience - of youth, of life - hits him in his soul's depth. As we can see, he uses "I", so he's speaking alone.
Again: in the other parts he speaks about the past (the tour WAS over / I FELT alive). Now he speaks at the present time (the tour IS over / I FEEL) - it looks like time's passed since the first part of the song. Infact, he says "the time goes by" instead of "too late to try". Maybe someone (the singer? the boy who tryed to kill himself?) survived his depression.
As I said, it looks like time's passed since the first part: last part of the song, as you can listen, starts after a quite long instrumental part, that means the time's passing by
He says "I've survived". Maybe it means: "I've survived (at last), but HE HASN't". Of course "he" is the boy.

anonymous 2007-02-24 09:46:52    

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strofa = strophe :-)

anonymous 2007-03-27 18:10:38    

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Listen to me people, this song has no "higher meaning"! This song is out there to stop young people from suicide! you may all be right, but I fear you're going the same road becouse of that song. and, have you ever thought its a commercial trick to lead people on a bogus chase? Think about it! the fuss on this song is amazing; hence, the propaganda for this song has highly risen!

anonymous 2007-06-08 11:53:07    

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TAKEN FROM WIKIPEDIA:


According to Tom Delonge:

The story behind [the song] is Mark read a letter someone sent him as an email, that a kid wrote to his parents before he committed suicide. We kind of got together and wrote this sad, slow song. It came out sadder than we ever thought it would, which is good too. Any song that moves you is good. Some people listen to it and go 'Wow, that's a real bum-out of a song.' But it's one of those things, a story of a kid not being happy in his life, crossed with us being really lonely on tour. At the end of it there's a better way out, there are better things to do than kill yourself.


Other information:

The title of the song comes from a sketch in from Mr. Show with Bob and David, in which a young fan of the band Titannica (named Adam) tries to kill himself after listening to their songs. The band invites him on tour with them, but they soon find out that his body is now hideously deformed. They created the song called "Adam's Song" which encourages him to "try again".

The line "I took my time, I hurried up / The choice was mine, I didn't think enough" is a reference to the song "Come as You Are" by Nirvana, in which the line is "Take your time, hurry up / The choice is yours, don't be late."

The song caused a stir in 2000 when a teenager committed suicide while listening to it.

anonymous 2007-07-31 20:27:30    

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You guys argue to much.

anonymous 2007-08-05 22:11:25    

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This song I think is about someone who's been through a lot and no one cared enough to help. In the beginning it's about depression and towards the end its saying there's better things in life then killing yourself, I don't care if oyu don't think this this is just my feeling about it

anonymous 2007-09-14 17:07:45    

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This song is about suicide but what nobody knows is all there doing is showing the truth which most people are afraid to do nowdays. The song has a deep dark meaning and that's okay because their just saying what they see in the world that's what music is supposed to be about, and if you don't like it don't listen to it.

anonymous 2007-10-19 11:37:37    

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Actually this song is about SUICIDE! those of you who choose not to believe so are dumb, sorry. um actually we had a class discussion about this and its baout the band members brother adam who died

anonymous 2007-10-31 16:07:28    

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I feel so smart, I figured out it was about suicide before I read all of this, and I knew the line from Nirvana. Go me!

anonymous 2007-11-24 18:05:30    

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It's about someone deciding whether to commit suicide, but then decides against it. The verses show the reasons behind them wanting to commit suicide in the first place.
The first two choruses show them favouring the option of suicide.
The musical "bit" in between the last two choruses show them making up their mind.
The last chorus is slightly changed, showing that they altered their opinions.

anonymous 2007-11-26 16:51:06    

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The song, as it has been said is about suicide but blink 182 describe it from their own point of view. all of it seems to be about their sad moments as a band at tour.
it is about the moments when they feel old, mis-accomplished, lonely and depressed.
it talks about how sometimes they miss being kids and it draws the comparison of the times when they wanted to go outside and now when all they want is to be alone at their room after a lonesome tour.
some other lines talk about how they never "conquered", i.e. failed at doing something (perhaps being successful or failing at their social life) and that it is too late to try now. "the world is wide" means precisely that it is too hard to do what they wanted to do.
"I laughed the loudest, etc" is about how lonely he is in comparison with the brighter misleading days of the past. The second line about the cord is probably about how life seems to trick him into keeping him in constant suffering. when he checks to see if the cord is plugged in the wall he is not surprised with what he sees because he feels like he is kept in suffering against his will, making him go through rough times and not letting him die. That means he wanted the cord to be plugged. It is a reference to an ocasion when the guitarrist picked up a guitar which had the amp in a puddle. It could be a flash back about that moment, not necessarely how he felt or feels about it.
"Give all my things to all my friends
You'll never set foot in my room again
You'll close it off, board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault" talks about how he thinks people who lived with them as kids, their family, will forget about him. He says in six months he will be forgotten and tells them to give away his stuff since they don't care. He also uses this part to apologize even though he feels forsaken and abandoned. This part seems to contradict the part "You'll be sorry when I'm gone" but I think it doesn't. In the first part, after the nirvana line, (which means he has all the time he wants because nobody cares), he seems to be angry and I think the you'll be sorry part means something like "you'll see", somewhat like he was replying back to the fact that they didn't care.
the end, of course, is a twist on the chorus which originally talks about how bad it is right now, into an optimist view of the future, when he isn't so sad about being alone in his room.

anonymous 2007-11-26 17:25:37    

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Another note I forgot in my last message:
- if the user above is right, apple juice might mean -that- juice, but I don't think it is likely.

- the room might represent himself, as a person. when the tour is over he goes to his room alone, that is, he leaves the room world and goes alone to be with himself (not necessarily physically, but in a psycological way). when he is young he can't wait to go outside, that is, to interact with other people, deal with the outside world. now in his later days he wants turns into himself. notice how he says that "they" will close his room and never step into it agains. The "room" represents his person, it means they will never think of him again which is another view on the apparent absurdity of boarding up his room.

- "we'd survive" may also point out to the fact that he doesn't want to be alive and that "life" won't spare him the suffering. He was perhaps expecting more than surviving, or maybe he didn't expect to survive at all or hadn't thought about it.

- "the world was wide" may not mean what I said initially but that, when he was young, the world was full of things to explore. He implies that, today, the world shrinked and he is out of choices. His life is over, he is lonely and so he's out of things to do. In the end "was" is replaced by "is". "too late to try" is replaced by "time goes by" which might mean that he realizes time never stops and that he should live what is left to live while he still can.
the fact that the line "To pass the time in my room alone" is still present is not a mistake but is there to remember that nothing really changed, only his perspective. He is still alone and closed on himself but he sees this with happiness instead of sadness.

anonymous 2007-12-04 20:07:45    

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Well obviously this song is about suicide just listen to the line "I'm too depressed to go on you'll be sorry when I'm gone" why the hell would it say that if he wasn't gonna kill himself

anonymous 2007-12-23 10:19:13    

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It's about a kids suicide!
Heres the actual note
To the man and woman who chose to conceive a child, the result of which was me, when it fit in with their five year plan;

To the teachers who never really cared, no matter what they say;

To my fellow geeks, dweebs, et. al., who will no doubt receive more abuse upon my passing, as my tormentors will no longer have me to kick around;

To my fellow students who made my life a living nightmare when they should have focused on their education;

To those who never cared, never spoke, probably never knew my name;
To the one true friend, whose caring was the only thing that prevented this even from happening sooner;

To the God, if he does exist, who chose to play a cruel, cruel joke on me when he placed me where he did and surrounded me with so many uncaring faces;

To all of you, goodbye.

I am leaving a world to which I never truly belonged or fit in. Do not weep for me, or mourn my passing. I say this not because I expect to be missed, but to allow those who truly did not care go on with their lives with a clean conscience and dry eyes. I know you don't want to weep for me. So don't. But I do ask you to listen to the final words of a young man who has taken charge of his own destiny.

Perhaps my parents might feel something inside which causes them to shed tears. They may pretend that it's sorrow for their "loss", but I hope it is something else. Perhaps sorrow for bringing a child into this world when they really didn't have the time or desire to raise him. I wasn't the product of love, born of a desire to prepare another human being to grow and lead the human race. I was merely the next acquisition, the next task, the next project on their list of things that bring significance.

No child should be brought into this world for the mere purpose of being just another possession. I am not an asset to be cataloged and listed on your tax forms beside your house and car, or fought over during your divorce proceedings. I am a human being. I'm sorry that it took this to make you realize that. If you don't yet get it, then I'm even sorrier.

What about my teachers? Will they be sorry to see another student become a statistic? Certainly the administration and Principal Chowning will mourn, as my death will not reflect well on them as an institution. Well, I apologize for making the statistics for your administration worse. But I don't expect an apology for the false sympathies of people like Mrs. Dunfee, and the broken promises of others like Mr. Richman.

As for my fellows students, those who made a more significant impact on my life, I know better than to expect my tormentors to mourn.

But if I’m going to address those who belittled me, I’d be remiss if I failed to include the ladies in my life. I guess that’s not entirely accurate, as the ones I refer to fall in two basic categories: those who refused to be in my life, and those who I would rather have excluded from my life. In the former category, Melinda Tunney, Jessica Silvers, and dear Kimmy Vanover, whose laughed in my face after I asked her to the homecoming dance, humiliating me in front of I don’t know how many other classmates. In the latter category are too many to mention, though I must single out Rebecca Cull and Vanessa Dietrich for their tremendous dedication to the cause of destroying any shred of self-esteem I might dare to foster. Why can’t you accept the things that make other people different rather than insisting everyone conforms to your will?

Sure, some did offer friendly gestures. Nicole Edwards often would greet me and ask about my life. Not that I ever felt comfortable enough to tell her anything; I never trusted her enough to give her the chance. What was the purpose? Did you really give a flip about the shy, quiet kid who sat behind you in 8th grade history? Or was it all about creating an illusion that you care, just to guarantee my voting for you as a class officer.

I can only conceive of one person in this world who will truly be sad at my parting. Marty, my best friend, you talked me out of this decision three times before. You even called 911 after I swallowed a bottle of pills. That is why I did not tell you anything this time, and why I do this in secret, alone. I wish you were coming with me on this great adventure, into the final frontier. Where ever I go, yours will be the one face I carry with me. The one soul I will miss. Yours is also the only forgiveness I ask and beg for as I depart from this life. I love you, and always will.

There’s another group I have not yet addressed: those not like me who left me alone. Or I should say ignored me. I appreciate your sparing me any further harassment, but your inaction, your withheld hellos and how are yous did more to hurt than any name calling. Your inaction effectively excluded me from student life, from the human race. You left me isolated and alone, and no words I could say can convey to you the suffering you caused. I could name names, but in doing so, I would do more now for you than you ever did for me in life.

I do not know if what awaits me at the end of this gun. Will there be a void? Or will I come face to face with God? I just don't care any more. If you're anything like your people, I wouldn't want to know you. You preached to love one another, yet I've felt everything except love from Christians. Even if I could know you were different, well, I still reject you. You have left your "followers" to treat people like me poorly. You have allowed so many of the people you "love", including me, to suffer. So you want me to trust you with my life? I don’t want to spend eternity with a careless deity like you, or with the company you keep.

As my final moments tick away, I wonder what impact these words will create. It depends first on this web site being found, as I doubt whether school administration will want such venom spoken publicly about their lack of caring. Still, the Internet is a remarkable place where even the least significant individual can be heard. Will anyone listen? Will anyone take action? Will students pause and pay attention to the hurting hearts around them? And even if they do, will it be a temporary salve for their egos, to convince themselves they’re really not bad people… or will real change happen?

My heart certainly goes out to my fellow outsiders. With me gone, some of you will certainly feel more of the pain and hurt that I did. No one understands you. No one cares how your day is going. No one bothers to get to know you as anything more than a nerd, a geek, a loser. You can do nothing for their social status, save the occasional boost to the ego they get from putting you in your place. Some of you, like Andy Riker, will find outlets in writing. Some, like James Moon, will have an escape in art. Some, like Sean Gilbert, will live their lives pursuing unicorns that they will never, ever catch. I never had a talent to lose myself in, or a dream or unicorn to chase, and so I have taken the path most dreaded. Some of you may soon join me, and I look forward to welcoming a brother or sister to the land where you will never suffer the loneliness and rejection that faces you now.

Farewell forever. I am going to another place. Where, I do not know. But logic dictates that it can only be an improvement. Perhaps my passing will only prove a footnote in a school yearbook. Then again, perhaps the sacrifice of one might bring hope to others. If my death makes life for one person a little more bearable, or a little more enlightened, do I really die in vain?

"The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one."

- Adam Krieger

twinkle_toes 2008-02-18 13:43:04    

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I really agree w/ the first person, but when you listen 2 the last chorus part, it changes and it sounds like he found hope, that there's a way out of it. I think the narrator found that you decide your happiness, sometimes its just easier 2 get depressed and give up then fight back and get urself on track and work 4 a better life, so in the end the narrator realizes he can still enjoy life like he did when he was 16, the trick was 2 just simply ENJOY LIFE! this song really got me through some tough times when I thought there wasnt any hope and I would play this song 2 just sit in my misery, but I would always somehow 4get the happy ending, and then it would make me feel better! that's why I luv this song so much, you think its just another slit my wrist I hate life song, but its a stop slitting wrists save lifes song!

anonymous 2008-03-23 02:18:14    

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It's actually about two things: suicide and how Mark was bummed out on tour.
Mark got a letter about a kid who committed suicide around the time that Blink was touring and Mark was homesick. So they wrote this song, and it was coincidental that after the columbine shooting, a kid hung himself in his garage with this song on repeat.

Throughout the lyrics you can interpret this.

We all have established its a suicide song.
But in the chorus "The tour was over, we'd survived"

It is supposed to say a message such as "We all have our ups and downs and we can all conquer them even if you don't think you can" Like the suicidal person "I'm too depressed to go on" He's like "I can take it anymore" but mark who was homesick ("the tour was over we'd survived") is like "I can get through the rough times"

In the last verse especially, it's essentially the light at the end of the tunnel...meaning suicide is never the answer.

Other Stuff:
"I took my time, I hurried up, the choice was mine I didn't think enough"--reference to Nirvana's "Come as you are"

anonymous 2008-04-09 15:55:21    

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This song oringinally was made from a suicide letter sent to the lead singer. The suicide note was from a kid who killed himself and wanted it to be known. when the lead signer got the lettter he wrote a song about it. The song relates to many things. one is "come as you are" or so I think by nirvana. another is about how they went on tour and came back depressed. and lin later years a man from columbine commited suicide listening to this song. I think this is what the song means.

anonymous 2008-04-26 01:02:10    

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This song is about suicide. Anyone who has dealt with suicide can hear meaning behind the lyrics. Just look at "please tell mom this is not her fault" I have seen what suicide does to a mother. It is very sad. Weird thing is; suicide is so very selfish, and most who commit suicide want others to feel bad, but even in depression most don't care to harm their momma.

CjC