Pretty Girls Make Graves - 2011 Remaster
by The Smiths
Summary
"Pretty Girls Make Graves" dives into feelings of heartbreak and disillusionment. It paints a picture of a man struggling with his identity and lost love, all while navigating the complexities of desire and rejection.
Full Analysis
The song explores themes of alienation and the pain of unreciprocated love. The speaker feels misunderstood and trapped in their own sorrow. The imagery of pretty girls making graves suggests that beauty comes with its own set of problems, hinting at a darker side to attraction and relationships. It’s a mix of yearning and despair, where the excitement of desire clashes with the harsh reality of loss.
Verse 1
Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state:
The first verse sets the scene at a beach, a place often associated with relaxation and romance. However, the speaker immediately feels a disconnect. Someone is offering a simple solution to a problem, but the speaker isn't buying it. This sets a tone of skepticism right from the start.
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
Here, the speaker repeats their assertion of misunderstood identity. This repetition emphasizes their frustration and desire to be seen for who they truly are. It feels like they’re grappling with a sense of inadequacy or pressure to conform to someone else's expectations.
And sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
The speaker identifies themselves as a "native son" of sorrow, suggesting that sadness is ingrained in their being. This line is powerful because it shows that the speaker feels a deep-rooted sadness that they can't just shake off for anyone. There’s a real heaviness here, which sets the mood for the rest of the song.
Chorus
And pretty girls make graves
Oh...
This chorus is striking. It implies that beautiful women bring about destruction or heartache. The phrase "make graves" is a dark twist, suggesting that beauty can lead to sadness or death of hope in love. It’s catchy yet haunting, leaving listeners to ponder the implications.
Verse 2
End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say:
"Give in to lust, give up to lust, oh
Heaven knows we'll soon be dust..."
In this verse, the setting shifts slightly but remains near water, echoing themes of transience. The invitation to "give in to lust" reflects a moment of temptation. However, it’s tinged with a sense of urgency about life being fleeting. The mention of dust implies that everything is temporary, adding a layer of melancholy.
Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
The repetition returns, reinforcing the speaker's ongoing struggle with identity. It shows they feel misunderstood in this moment of lust, as if they’re not capable of being the person the other person wants.
And sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
The line reappears, emphasizing that their sorrow holds them back. They're trapped in their feelings, unable to move forward despite the opportunity for connection. This feeling of being stuck only deepens the emotional impact of the song.
Chorus
And pretty girls make graves
Oh, really?
Oh...
Repeating the chorus again cements its importance. The addition of "Oh, really?" suggests a hint of sarcasm or disbelief. It amplifies the sense of irony in how beauty and attraction can lead to disappointment.
Bridge
I could've been wild and I could've been free
But nature played this trick on me
She wants it now
In the bridge, there's a sense of regret. The speaker reflects on missed opportunities. They recognize they could have had a different life, one more carefree and wild. The idea of "nature" as a trickster hints at the unpredictability of life and love.
And she will not wait
But she's too rough and I'm too delicate
Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
These lines show a stark contrast between the speaker and the woman they desire. They feel fragile next to someone more assertive. The image of her with another man brings the pain of rejection sharply into focus, making the speaker feel even more isolated.
A smile lights up her face (and well, it would)
I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith...
This part is loaded with emotion. The speaker is witnessing someone they care about finding joy, and it crushes them. The repeated line about losing faith expresses deep disappointment and hurt, suggesting that this experience has tainted their view of relationships altogether.
Outro
Oh...
Hand in glove...
The sun shines out of our behinds...
Oh...
The outro feels somewhat whimsical but also ironic. "Hand in glove" implies a close connection that’s now overshadowed by the preceding sorrow. The line about the sun shining out of their behinds feels sarcastic, as if to say that things aren’t as perfect as they might seem. It’s a stark reminder that appearances can be deceiving.
Closing Thoughts
"Pretty Girls Make Graves" is a layered song that captures the complexities of love, longing, and loss. The imagery paints a vivid picture of heartbreak, while the speaker's struggle with identity adds depth. It’s a beautifully melancholic reflection on how beauty and desire can lead to unexpected pain, making it a timeless piece that resonates with many.
Full Lyrics
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"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state:
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
And sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
And pretty girls make graves
Oh...
End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say:
"Give in to lust, give up to lust, oh
Heaven knows we'll soon be dust... "
Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
And sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
And pretty girls make graves
Oh, really?
Oh...
I could've been wild and I could've been free
But nature played this trick on me
She wants it now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough and I'm too delicate
Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her face (and well, it would)
I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith in womanhood
I lost my faith...
Oh...
Hand in glove...
The sun shines out of our behinds...
Oh...