Saddest line in rock?

Nothing breathes here in the cold.

Nothing moves or even smiles.

I've been thinking some of suicide.

But there's bars out here for miles.

Sorry about the every kiss.

Every kiss you wasted bad

I think the thing you said was true,

I'm going to die alone and sad.

It was in the march of the winter

I turned seventeen

That I bought those pills

I thought I would need

And I wrote a letter

To my family

Said it's not your fault

And you've been good to me

So I'd prefer to be remembered

As a smiling face

Not this f***ing wreck

That's taken it's place

So please forgive what I have done

No, you can't stay mad at the setting sun

We all get tired, I mean, eventually

There is nothing left to do but sleep

From Marylin to Madonna I always loved your smile

Now were headed for the big divorce California style

THE FALL OF TROY

"your tearing me up

inside my mind

you walked in front

i ran behind"

I found it, the saddest line in rock:

Someone left the cake out in the rain

and I don't think I can take it

cause it took so long to bake it

and I'll never have that recipe again

She's so beautiful but she's going to die some day

Everything in life just passes away

-Van Morrison's "Precious Time"

I can't remember all the words but the last part of "Puff the Magic Dragon" where the kid doesn't come to play with the dragon because he's growing up is sad.

don't know why, but to me one of the saddest LINES in rock has always been from the Michael Stanley Band: "Thank God for the man who put the white lines on the highway."

Well, God is in heaven

And we all want what's his

But lust and greed and corruptible seed

Seem to be all that there is.

Bob Dylan, "Blind Willie McTell"

Yesterday by The Beatles is a damm good song

heres another depressing one from John Ralston

Lately you’ve been acting in a role that’s unbecoming

Of the girl who taught me there was so much in this world worth living.

The part that you’ve been playing has me dazed and missing you.

But now you’re gone, gone, gone.

The promise never harvested in fallow fields shall lie.

In a shallow grave of stubble field and half-remembered lies.

A burning heart deceived me and you really put me on,

But now you’re gone, gone, gone.

The memories are bittersweet;

The taste you leave is still stuck in my mouth.

I want to touch you, want to breathe you,

Say, \\\"F*** you I don’t need you - get out...right now.\\\"

We were strangers when we met

And we were strangers when you left

Into a shadow world of painted girls and marionettes.

Used to pride myself on living a life without any regrets,

But now that’s gone, gone, gone.

How can such sweet kisses come from such a poison tongue?

How can a bed of roses hurt so much to lie upon?

It was the thorn beneath the flower that I wasn’t counting on.

And now you’re gone, gone, gone.

The memories are bittersweet;

The taste you leave is still stuck in my mouth.

I want to touch you, want to breathe you,

Say, \\\"F*** you I don’t need you - get out...right now.\\\"

The city’s not the same,

But all the streets they know your name.

They ask me all about you, but my answers pull up lame.

I’m staggering in last night’s clothes and it’s starting to rain.

And you are gone, gone, gone.

If parted by a river that was running deep and wide,

I’d build a boat to get to you or else I’d drink it dry.

Could fill it back up right now as the tears fall from my eyes.

And you are gone, gone, gone.

The memories are bittersweet;

The taste you leave is still stuck in my mouth.

I want to touch you, want to breathe you,

Say, \\\"F*** you I don’t need you - get out...right now.\\\"

Babe if we should meet again way on down the road.

Do me this one favor and pretend we never knowed.

I’ll say that you remind me of a girl I knew so long ago,

But now she’s gone, gone, gone

above me is the last post of 2006

Don't know if this has already been mentioned or not (haven't read the entie thread), but how about 'Hope There's Someone' by Antony and the Johnsons. As well as the lyrics, this is the most affective song I've ever heard.

I also get choked up most times I hear 'The Last Goodbye' by Jeff Buckley

Stalled out on an escalator

wishing which way to return up or down,

My Palestinian nephew got his face blown off

in a dusty craft.

"8th of November" makes me want to cry.

Said goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota

To fight for the red, white and blue

He was 19 and green with a new M-16

Just doing what he had to do

He was dropped in the jungle where the choppers would rumble

With the smell of napalm in the air

And the sergant said...look up ahead

Like a dark evil cloud, 1,200 came down on him and 29 more

They fought for their lives but most of them died in the 173rd Airborne

[Chorus:]

On the 8th of November the angels were crying

As they carried his brothers away

With the fire raining down and the hell all around

There were few men left standing that day

Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky

1965, the 8th of November

Now he's 58 and his ponytail's gray

But the battle still plays in his head

He limps when he walks but he's strong when he talks

'Bout the Shrapnel they left in his leg

He puts on a gray suit over his Airborne tattoo

And he ties it on one time a year

And remembers the fallen as he orders a tall one

And swallows it down with his tears...

“Taking it back the life you stole
Every little piece you took of my soul
Now I lay you down to sleep
And pray with the devil
You rest in peace”

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away

Now it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be

There's a shadow hanging over me

Oy yesterday came suddenly.

Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say.

I said something wrong now I long for yesterday.

Mmmm mmm mmm mmm yesterday

At Seventeen - Janice Ian
I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth...
And those of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social graces
Desperately remained at home
Inventing lovers on the phone
Who called to say "come dance with me"
And murmured vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen...
A brown eyed girl in hand me downs
Whose name I never could pronounce
Said: "Pity please the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve"
The rich relationed hometown queen
Marries into what she needs
With a guarantee of company
And haven for the elderly...
So remember those who win the game
Lose the love they sought to gain
In debitures of quality and dubious integrity
Their small-town eyes will gape at you
In dull surprise when payment due
Exceeds accounts received at seventeen...
To those of us who knew the pain
Of valentines that never came
And those whose names were never called
When choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far away
the world was younger than today
when dreams were all they gave for free
to ugly duckling girls like me...
We all play the game, and when we dare
We cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown
That call and say: "Come on, dance with me"
And murmur vague obscenities
At ugly girls like me, at seventeen...

Lucky Man - ELP
He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died
Ooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooh, what a lucky man he was

Seriously. All that buildup and then he left out the most devastating line.