Well, he *does* have a tendency of getting very physical

So I like Maroon 5. You can add them to Coldplay in the hall of artists I probably shouldn't like but do anyway.

But have you heard their new single, "Wake Up Call"? The lyrics are a little more...um, hardcore than you'd expect from Maroon 5. You know Maroon 5: "Beauty queen of only eighteen/She had some trouble with herself/He was always there to help her/She always belonged to someone else." You know, lyrics like that.

But check this out:

I didn't hear what you were saying
I live on raw emotion, baby
I answer questions never maybe
And I'm not kind if you betray me
So who the hell are you to say we
Never would have made it, babe?

If you needed love
Well, then ask for love
Could have given love
Now I’m taking love
And it’s not my fault
'Cause you both deserve
What is coming now
So don’t say a word

Wake up call
Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
Don't you care about me anymore?
Don’t you care about me? I don't think so
Six foot tall, came without a warning
So I had to shoot him dead
He won't come around here anymore
Come around here? I don't think so

Would have bled to make you happy
You didn't need to treat me that way
And now you beat me at my own game
And now I find you sleeping soundly
And your lovers screaming loudly
Hear a sound and hit the ground

If you needed love
Well then ask for love
Could have given love
Now I’m taking love
And it’s not my fault
'Cause you both deserve
What is coming now
So don’t say a word

Wake up call
Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
Don't you care about me anymore?
Don’t you care about me? I don't think so
Six foot tall, came without a warning
So I had to shoot him dead
He won't come around here anymore
Come around here?
I don’t feel so bad, I don’t feel so bad, I don’t feel so bad

I'm so sorry darling
Did I do the wrong thing?
Oh, what was I thinking?
Is his heart still beating?

Wake up call
Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
Don't you care about me anymore?
Don’t you care about me? I don't think so
Six foot tall, came without a warning
So I had to shoot him dead
He won't come around here anymore
Come around here anymore? I don’t feel so bad

I don’t feel so bad (Wake up call)
I don’t feel so bad (Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed)
I don’t feel so bad (Don’t you care about me anymore?)
Care about me? I don’t feel so bad
Wake up call
Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
Don't you care about me anymore?

It's been a long time since anybody wrote a hit single about murder, hasn't it? But I guess we know what happened between him and Jane.

And I love the way he defends his actions by pointing out the guy's height: "Six foot tall, came without a warning, so I had to shoot him dead." Like the guy was breaking in and stealing the microwave.

The song is really good, by the way.

(Oh, and René: the little riff at the beginning sounds eerily like the beginning of the fast part of "Callehe." For about five seconds, anyway.)