[And I know if you were true There’s no damn way that you Could fall in love with somebody that quickly — Guess you didn’t cheat, but you’re still a traitor — God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you]
Scene 2: driver’s license
Setting: Driving alone past your street, duh! When your whole world comes crashing down at the same time that you are flying through milestones, gaining new independence that makes you feel like a pioneer at the same time that it makes you feel like an alien, what else is there to do but drive around alone, wallowing in your sadness, listening to depressing music and longing for what could have been?
[I got my driver’s license last week Just like we always talked about ‘Cause you were so excited for me To finally drive up to your house But today I drove through the suburbs Crying ’cause you weren’t around]
Scene 3: happier
Setting: In the midst of deep self-reflection, OLIVIA, battles her instinct to hold on to what she had and to resent the new person in her ex’s life. Jealousy, selfishness and contempt overcome her and she wants to want them to be happy at the same time that she wonders if their happiness diminishes what she thought she had.
[And now I’m pickin’ her apart Like cuttin’ her down will make you miss my wretched heart But she’s beautiful, she looks kind She probably gives you butterflies — I hope you’re happy But not like how you were with me I’m selfish, I know, I can’t let you go]
Act II: Unbridled Ragey Angst
Setting: INTENSE AND OVERWHELMING EMOTION, SELF DOUBT AND GENERAL TEENAGE ANGST –God, it’s brutal out here!
Scene 1: brutal
[‘Cause who am I if not exploited? And I’m so sick of seventeen Where’s my fuckin’ teenage dream? If someone tells me one more time “Enjoy your youth,” I’m gonna cry]
Scene 2: deja vu
Setting: We see OLIVIA reeling from a recent breakup, writing from a place of fresh pain. Unfiltered and raw, our beloved main character is harbouring feelings of injustice and resentment.
[So when you gonna tell her that we did that, too? She thinks it’s special, but it’s all reused That was our place, I found it first I made the jokes you tell to her when she’s with you Do you get déjà vu when she’s with you?]
Scene 3: good 4 u
Setting: RAGE PURE RAGE. We see OLIVIA read some boy to FILTH, as she should, and the audience is left pondering why anyone would ever actively seek out a relationship if this is how they can make you feel. (ahem, it’s me, I am “the audience”)
[It’s like we never even happened Baby, what the fuck is up with that? And good for you, it’s like you never even met me Remember when you swore to God I was the only person who ever got you? Well, screw that and screw you You will never have to hurt the way you know that I do
Act III: Ouch. Pain. I AM IN PAIN.
Scene 1: jealousy, jealousy
Setting: We find OLIVIA deep in the (100?) stages of a breakup, firmly planted in the stage that makes it SO obvious how inadequate you are compared to not only your ex’s new lover but ALSO every single person…ever.
[Com-comparison is killin’ me slowly I think I think too much ‘Bout kids who don’t know me I’m so sick of myself, I’d rather be, rather be Anyone, anyone else]
Scene 2: 1 step forward, 3 steps back
Setting: To interpolate or to not interpolate? Most definitely to interpolate. Our main character gives the audience (read: me) a million more reasons to never enter into a romantic relationship. The ease with which you can lose yourself, the uncertainty!!! The willingness to put up with SO MUCH SHIT. It’s baffling and quite frankly, disturbing, to the “audience.” How do you find your way back to yourself??? Asking for a friend.
[I’m the love of your life until I make you mad It’s always one step forward and three steps back Do you love me, want me, hate me? Boy, I don’t understand No, I don’t understand — And maybe in some masochistic way I kind of find it all exciting Like which lover will I get today? Will you walk me to the door or send me home cryin’?]
Scene 3: enough for you
Setting: It’s dark and destitute. Our main character has been ravaged by love and left for dead. The audience is reminded of this universal feeling that we are never enough, that everything we do will somehow never measure up and….Ouch. Ouch. Oh, this hurts. This HURTS SO BAD.
[I wore makeup when we dated ‘Cause I thought you’d like me more If I looked like the other prom queens I know that you loved before Tried so hard to be everything that you like Just for you to say you’re not the compliment-type And I knew how you took your coffee And your favorite songs by heart I read all of your self-help books So you’d think that I was smart Stupid, emotional, obsessive little me I knew from the start this is exactly how you’d leave — And you left me there cryin’, wonderin’ what I did wrong And you always say I’m never satisfied But I don’t think that’s true ‘Cause all I ever wanted was to be enough for you All I ever wanted was to be enough for you]
💔 FIN 💔
When you look up “staying power” in the dictionary, you will find that the definition is simply a picture of Olivia Rodrigo. At 17 (now 18), Olivia is crashing into the scene unapologetically and I couldn’t be more excited. SOURis full of passion and an unencumbered relationship to feelings. Olivia’s songwriting deals with mature ideas and handles them with the impassioned sensitivity that you can’t avoid when you’re a teenager and she refuses to hold back. She is able to speak directly to that universal longing to feel freely and express ourselves without fear of judgement or being told we’re too dramatic. Quite frankly, I say fuck that and feel your feelings, fool! (an album by The Regrettes)
Let teenagers be vulnerable and dramatic, let them feel EVERYTHING and let them be serious about it. Empowered youth breed empowered adults who can make real change. 💖💖💖💖