Not So Into You

Have you ever had anyone run this on you?

This song started out to be about people who make colloquial use of already suspect, questionable and inconclusive psych labels to accuse you casually that you have a problem, when all you were guilty of was being disinterested in them or what they were saying. But as I got deeper into the song, I realized it’s about those who would have the audacity (in the name of “science”) to permanently label those who aren’t paying attention in one context or another as “diseased” in some way with no science to back it up.

This song only poses the more logical, “maybe I’m just not into you” premise which no one seems to think of. If you are disinterested and choose to not pay attention, is this a condition of chemicals or of being a human being? While there is ZERO evidence of chemical imbalance, there is plenty of observable evidence about us every day to prove humans and their thoughts and emotions exist! Haven’t we all had trouble concentrating on things that disinterest or even repel us?

And, if it’s ALL of us, then how could it be ABnormal? In science or interhuman contexts, there is no question.

franksardella · Not So Into You

Not So Into You

Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah,
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah,
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah,

I’m left in suspension and
my mind just floats away
while something that you mention
didn’t land so well with me
So, to protect your best intentions
you explain it all away
Suggest it’s my attention deficit
Oh, Hell, you say!
What convenient explanation,
what an easy mark to make
What a simple incantation,
but, hell, for heaven’s sake,
you’re crazy!

Label me ADD when
I don’t hear a thing you’re spewing
Can’t you see that it’s not me that’s
doing what you say I’m doing?
Distracting me, disorderly, say
my attention’s not attracted,
focusing on you and you and you,
but think it through…
I’m not so into you!
Not ADD to tell the truth,
disorder-free, not into you,
(You’re) so dead to me,
labeled by you as ADD,
not into you,
I’m so not into you,
I don’t listen to you,
I don’t know what to say

Deficit of my affection seems
to you as some disease
Can’t elicit my attention so
you label as you please
But you forget to mention that
it happens all the time, that
while you vie for my attention
it’s not yours, it’s mine!
What supreme evaluation,
what a pompous thing to say
What extreme retaliation
‘cause you can’t get your way,
and blame me!

You try to make me M-A-D
and it’s just so S-A-D
that, by your terms, how O-C-D
and P-T-S-D you turn out to be
when its me who’s not so into you…