dichotomy We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. (Oscar Wilde)

Im April gibt’s ein neues Garbage Album. Das Video zur aktuellen Single „Why do you love me“ kann man sich mittlerweile überall im Netz und auf einschlägigen Sendern anschauen. Das Lied rockt und – oh, Freude – man besinnt sich auf früher. Mehr Gitarre. Jahaaa, so muss das sein. Und Fräulein Manson sieht mal wieder zum Anbeißen aus. Das versteht sich aber eigentlich von selbst.

I’m no Barbie doll
I’m not your baby girl
So I’ve done ugly things and I have made mistakes
And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines
I am rotten to my core if they’re to be believed
So what if I’m no baby bird hanging upon your every word?
Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me it’s driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me it’s driving me crazy
I get back up and I do it again
I get back up and I do it again
I get back up and I do it again
I get back up ……….. and I do it again

You’re not some baby boy
Why you acting so surprised
You’re sick of all the rules
Well I’m sick of all the lies
Now I’ve held back a wealth of shit I think I’m gonna choke
I’m standing in the shadows with the words stuck in my throat
Does it really come as a surprise when I tell you I don’t feel good?
That nothing ever came from nothing man
Oh man ain’t that the truth

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me it’s driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me it’s driving me crazy
I get back up and I do it again
I get back up and I do it again
I get back up and I do it again
I get back up …….. and I do it again

I think you’re sleeping with a friend of mine
I have no proof but I think that I’m right
And you’ve still got the most beautiful face
It just makes me sad most of the time