The suburban dream soured. A husband reflects bitterly on his wife's betrayal. Emotionally desolate, and at his lowest point, he pours out his grief and sense of abandonment.
Style/Mood: Experimental, though it may not sound like it. Cellos, mandolin and slow strings build and sustain a mood of unrelieved melancholy.
Lyrics
Confetti
Where is the law of the land when you need it
You cut my veins and you watch while I bleed
It came as no big surprise to you my Darling
You had it planned only waited for your chance
Chorus
Down down down down
No bottom in sight
Down down down down
No bed for the night
I love you I said but it's old history
I have to move on now you're nothing to me
You say that you're sorry that's easy to do
While you're new tomorrow lies waiting for you
You knew through and through all of my imperfections
Yet still you consented to watch our reflections
White flowers confetti all over our beaming
You couldn't wait to start suburban dreaming
Chorus
I gave you all my love
I gave you all my faith
Promises I made to you I could not break
I gave you all my strength
I gave you all my pride
It's there in the bucket of tears I have cried
I gave you all my hope
I gave you all my joy
I gave you all my dreams
I gave you everything
