And my wife inquired of understanding
But of course, my dear, you can’t
She said, “How can I relate to somebody who doesn’t speak?
I feel like I’m just treading water
While Antichrist seems to be referencing (in part) her lack of understanding of him, Inside Your Mind is flipped the other way around, with Matty going a step further to try and understand his (hopefully future) wife.
It is easy to juxtapose romance with toxic tendencies. A seemingly romantic obsession with figuring out a lover’s mind can easily become an abusive mindset of possessiveness and entitlement. Is the act of figuring out a lover’s mind unjust when the motive is to understand the other? Under the assumption that the motive remains constantly as such, what should the limit, if any, be to such motives?
Now if you never shoot, you'll never know
And if you never eat, you'll never grow
You've got a pretty kinda dirty face
When she's leaving your home she's begging you, stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
Well, now that you've got your gun
It's much harder now the police have come
Now shoot him if it's what you're worth
But if you just take off your mask
To find out that everything's gone wrong, wrong, wrong
Now everybody's dead
And they're driving past my old school
And he's got his gun, he's got his suit on
She says, babe, you look so cold, you look so cold, you look so cold
You look so cold, you look so cold, you look so cold
An over-analysed interpretation of the possibly literally-intended lyrics would be that of 2 lovers robbing each other of new things to come by refusing to let their love die off and for each other to move on.
The police coming symbolizes reality coming, the dangers of the world , how hard it is to keep the love under the circumstances that are presented to them. Shooting the gun is seen as a mercy killing on the partner’s part, the deliberate act of release and freeing, letting him/her roam free to experience other things. Take off your mask stop your pretence that this relationship that’s destined to doom will do us any good. It’s all wrong in the first place, and with the police here we should start seeing things as they really are.
She’s withheld the act of mercy killing for so long, killing off and robbing him of all the new things that could’ve come. The police is driving past his old school in search of him, reality is creeping in and he knows he has to face it. He dresses up in a suit because he is older and grown up and a part of reality, he isn’t the hopeless dreamer he used to be. He gets his gun ready. The lover sees him and he is hurt and jaded and sad to the world now … he seems fine on the outside but he is cold.. and the irony is she was the one who made his temperature drop.
I kinda get the feeling that she might be grateful to him for being the one that takes up the gun and pulls the trigger in place of her. She won’t need to live with the regret and guilt of committing that act and is thankful that he takes up that morbid task instead. I find a paradoxical irony in this because if you really care about someone, you’ll forgo personal interests to let him and, eventually yourself, to move on to not rob new things to come from them. Yet, there’s a contradictory motivation to want to shower this person with all the care and love that you feel for them. The act of suppression and act of giving both stem from the same motive. When should one precede over the other?
Perhaps what my friend said holds some truth, that ‘time waits for no man’. The worst position to place oneself in is to constantly second guess between the greater value of each decision other the other and never stay convicted to any of them. Seems like there is no hard and fast rule to how we deal with a relationship, no rights and wrongs, but only decisions, results, and decisions again. Do what feels right to your heart, it is impossible and redundant to consider to such great detail the consequences of each step. Time is short and might move along without you if you stay stagnant on the spot. You won’t know how things might turn out, no matter how much analysis is done.