Sad Money

By Alessandra Kelly 

I looked at you and said, oh-oh-oh

Don’t hate me, am I crazy?

So tenderly you watch me burn, you watch me burn, oh

So tell me, am I crazy?

‘Cause I do, ’cause I do

‘Cause I do, ’cause I do

‘Cause I do, ’cause I do


La-la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la-la, la, la (goddamn)

Ooh (oh)

And I don’t wanna die

No, I don’t wanna die

I don’t wanna die

The artist asks a beloved if they’re crazy, and before any response, the artist says “cause I do.” The individual feels on the verge of insanity, to the point of being scared of life itself. With crippling mental health, no one experiences life the same, and daily actions feel almost surreal. The world makes you feel crazy, and self-conscious of every little thing done in the public view. No, no one wants to die, but the issue feels so prominent when your entire world feels wrong. Imagine experiencing your entire life in third view, and feeling empty about any circumstances thrown your way. It just feels like dying.