Saddest line in rock?

I got the razor at my wrist

'Cause I can't resist

I've got this fever burnin' fist

That does as I wish

But when I get downtown

And see what's around

I just know there's got to be

A better place to be found

I said oh, come on baby, oh, come on

The river runs red and I think I'm dyin'

Well I knew there'd come a day

When my mind would say "Hey are you afraid"

Well all I know is that I been down here tryin'

Well, I'll bleed on through the night

I suppose I'll be dead by the morning light

No don't be surprised if you mind when you find me

The river runs red and I think I'm dyin'

The river runs red and I think I'm dyin'...

"If you should die before me, ask if you can bring a friend." ~ Stone Temple

Pilots

There's a little black spot on the sun today, that's my soul up there. Sting's "King of Pain"

Well there's one thing to know about this town

Not a person doesn't want me underground

-Night on the Sun-

Modest Mouse

From Big Country

"Chance"

Didn't their lead singer hang himself?

Titan wrote:

From Big Country

"Chance"

Holland Nass wrote:

I guess we morphed from "saddest line in rock" to "saddest song in rock".

Well, how about this? :

"But now she's gone even though I hold her tight; I lost my love, my life, that night"

Last Kiss (J. Frank Wilson & The Cavaliers)

Maybe that's two lines. But pretty sad.

Yes he did,

Songs were generally the bleak existance of youth in a depressed Scotland

Stolen Car - Bruce Springsteen

I met a little girl and I settled down

In a little house out on the edge of town

We got married, and swore we'd never part

Then little by little we drifted from each other's heart

At first I thought it was just restlessness

That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep

In the end it was something more I guess

That tore us apart and made us weep

And I'm driving a stolen car

Down on Eldridge Avenue

Each night I wait to get caught

But I never do

She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote

When our love was young and bold

She said last night she read those letters

And they made her feel one hundred years old

And I'm driving a stolen car

On a pitch black night

And I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright

But I ride by night and I travel in fear

That in this darkness I will disappear

Modest Mouse has several pretty sad songs/lines

"night on the sun"

there's one thing to know about this earth

we're put here just to make more dirt

and that's ok

"working on leaving the living"

I'm working on leaving

I'm working on leaving the living

In heaven everything is fine

In heaven everything's alright

"the ocean breathes salty"

maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old.

Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so.

"lives"

"it's hard to remember we're alive for the first time

it's hard to remember we're alive for the last time"

here's another vote for "HURT"

'One afternoon 4000 men died in the water, here;

And 500 more were thrashing madly, as parasites might in your blood.'

Tragically Hip: Nautical Disaster

When I was young

I never needed anyone

And makin’ love was just for fun

Those days are gone

Livin’ alone

I think of all the friends I’ve known

But when I dial the telephone

Nobody’s home

All by myself

Don’t wanna be

All by myself anymore

All by myself

Don’t wanna live

All by myself anymore

Hard to be sure

Some times I feel so insecure

And love so distant and obscure

Remains the cure

All by myself

Don’t wanna be

All by myself anymore

All by myself

Don’t wanna live

All by myself anymore

That last song is by Eric Carmen ... All by myself.

Paul Anka "The Times of Your Life"

"The laughter and the tears

The shadows of misty yesteryears

The good times and the bad you've seen

And all the others in between

Remember, do you remember

The times of your life?"

zzzz wrote:I like a lot of the songs and artists mentioned like Springsteen and the Smiths. But, I've also gotten rid of CDs that were good but too depressing to listen to (still have "Nebraska" but couldn't listen to "Born to Run", don't have any Smiths or Morrisey stuff anymore).

Getting back to a sad 'line' rather than a sad song

From the Allman Brothers:

Please call home if you change your mind

I don't mind

From John Hiatt:

Though she knows it will never work

She loves the Jerk

From Bruce Springsteen:

How can something so bad, baby, come from something that was so good?

My list of saddest songs:

Please Call Home - Allman Brothers

For No One - The Beatles

She Loves the Jerk - John Hiatt

She's Out of My Life - Michael Jackson

Since I Fell - Bonnie Raitt (Originally Lenny Welch)

Tecumseh Valley - Townes Van Zandt

You're a Big Girl Now - Bob Dylan

Loose End - Bruce Springsteen

Probably have about 5 or 6 more that I can't remember right now.

Someone started to mention Pearl Jam's Nothingman so I'll just post the whole thing:

Once divided...nothing left to subtract,

some words when spoken, can't be taken back...

walks on his own, with thoughts he can't help thinkin',

future's above, but in the past he's slow and sinkin'...

caught a bolt of lighting,

cursed the day he let it go,

nothingman, nothingman

isn't it something

nothing man...

she once believed,

in every story he had to tell...

one day she stiffened...took the other side...

empty stares,

from each corner of a shared prison cell,

one just escapes,

one's left inside the well...

and he who forgets,

will be destined to remember...

nothingman, nothingman,

isn't it something,

nothingman...

she don't want him,

she won't feed him,

after he's flown away...

into the sun,

into the sun,

burn, burn, burn,

nothingman, nothingman,

could've been something

nothingman

The words themselves are sad but combined with the way the music helps the story along, it becomes downright melancholy.

In the tunnels uptown

The rat’s own dream guns him down as shots echo down them hallways in the

Night

No one watches when the ambulance pulls away

Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light

Outside the street’s on fire in a real death waltz

Between flesh and what’s fantasy and the poets down here

Don’t write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be

And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment

And try to make an honest stand but they wind up wounded, not even dead

Tonight in jungleland - Bruce Springsteen