i_don't_expect_you_to_understand raze three chords and someone else's truth. that's all it was. they didn't even give me a microphone. i didn't need one. i felt those words in my guts. i stared into my mother's eyes, punched the school's grand piano until it hurt, and wailed the closest thing the song had to a chorus: "i don't expect you to understand after you've caused so much pain. but then again, you're not to blame. you're just a human — a victim of the insane." in one ear, out the other, and up over the dark globe of her head. "that was dope," jesse said after it was over. "but you should have played 'imagine' or some other lennon song. something people would know." i should have done a lot of things. i'm doing them now. 230306 what's it to you? who go blather from