The Recluse

by Cursive

Duration:
3:03
Released:
Mar 04, 2003
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Lyrics for The Recluse by Cursive:

Verse 1
I wake alone, in a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone, pretend that I am finally home
The room is littered with her books and notebooks
I imagine what they say, like, "Shoo fly, don't bother me"

Chorus
And I can hardly get myself out of her bed
For fear of never lying in this bed again
Oh Christ, I'm not that desperate, am I?
Oh no, oh God - I am

Verse 2
How'd I end up here to begin with?
I don't know
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh, please, don't barrage me
With the questions to all those ugly answers
My ego's like my stomach
It keeps shitting what I feed it
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore
Maybe I can wait in bed till she comes home
And whispers:

Chorus
"You're in my web now
I've come to wrap you up tight
Till it's time to bite down"

Bridge
I wake alone, in a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone, pretend that I am finally home

Outro
Home, home
Home, home
Home, home
"You're in my web now
You're in my web now
You're in my web now"

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Song Facts

“The Recluse” is the fourth track on Cursive’s album “The Ugly Organ” and was released in 2003.

The song runs through the thoughts of a man after he wakes up in a woman’s bed “the morning after.” He reflects upon his low self esteem, inadequacy in relationships and why it is he can’t seem to stay in one that doesn’t inevitably end. The song uses the metaphor of a fly in a spider’s web to describe his view on relationships and his apparent helplessness in them going wrong.

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