You Missed My Heart

Este es un maravilloso ejemplo del talento como narradora de Phoebe Bridgers: Una historia redondita, el punto de vista del narrador impecablemente retratado, una descripción puntual repleta de imágenes eficaces, una melodía emotiva,  una idea ejecutada de manera brillante.

Esta es la letra para que la sigan mientras escuchan la canción: Vale mucho la pena.

Broke into her house, saw her sitting there
Drinking coke and whiskey in her bra and underwear
Saw him in the kitchen, hanging up the phone
I asked him nicely once please to pack his things and go

He gave her a firm, reassuring look that said he wouldn't leave
But I asked him one more time and this time pulled out my shiv
I struck him in the back and I pulled it out slow
And I watched him fall down, and as the morning sun rose
He looked at me and said

"You missed my heart, you missed my heart
You got me good; I knew you would
But you missed my heart, you missed my heart"
Were his last words before he died

Looking out the window, up at the blue sky
Listening to her scream, listening to her cry
A feeling of relief came over my soul
I couldn't take it any longer and I lost control

I chased her up the stairs, and I pinned her to the ground
And underneath her whimpering, I could hear the sirens sound
I rattled off a list of all the things I missed
Like going to the movies with her and the way she kissed me

Driving into downtonwn Wheeling and showing her off
Backyard barbecues and reunions in the park
I said I missed her skin and she started laughing
And while I clenched down on her wrist, she said "that's quite a list
But there's one thing you missed

You missed my heart, you missed my heart
That's quite a list, but what you really missed
You missed my heart, you missed my heart
That's quite a list, but what you really missed

You missed my heart, you missed my heart
That's quite a list, but what you really missed
You missed my heart, you missed my heart
That's quite a list, but what you really missed

Running through the parking lot, running through the fields
Policemen on my back, something hit my skull and cracked
They dragged me off to jail, set a million dollar bail
Where I tried to tie a noose, but I failed and I broke loose

I went racing through the prison yard, shot down by a tower guard
He got me in the shins, snd he got me in the arms
They strapped me in the gurney, took me to the infermary
Where the priest read my last rites, and just before
Everything went dark

I said: "He missed my heart, he missed my heart
He got me good, I knew he would
But he missed my heart, he missed my heart"
And just before, everything went dark

The most poetic dream came flowing like the sea
Laying there my lifeblood draining out of me
A childhood scene, light sky moon beams
Fishing with my friends sitting in the wild lands

Watching the Ohio river flow at night
Waiting for the bullhead catfishes to bite
Down river from the Moundsville prison graveyard
Down river from the Moundsville prison graveyard
Down river from the Moundsville prison graveyard

Es como una película, pero mejor....

--------------------------- Actualización --------------------------------

Y en un inesperado giro del destino, resulta que esta canción no la escribió Phoebe. Los autores son Mark Kozelek y Jimmy LaValle. La versión original es linda, pero Phoebe la hizo completamente suya.
Tener los créditos correctos es lo que hace una copia física mucho más valiosa que una digital... ni modo, es la maldición de la época.