Annie

Our Lady Peace

Song Category Released
Live Count 7 Performances
Lyrics
You're a little bit shy A little too quiet You're the mixed up girl That everybody leaves behind A little bit weird A little too bright But you just might be That little bomb at their side They'll pull your hair They'll leave you wide-eyed But did anybody wonder What Annie might have in mind? Oh, no There's something in the way she explains to me "Please be careful, I exist in someone else's head" Oh, no There's something in the way that she makes believe Please be careful Annie dreams that everyone is dead You're a little bit dry A little uptight You're the messed up girl That everybody tries to hide You've had enough They're too unkind But did anyone consider What Annie might have in mind? Oh, no Something in the way she explains to me "Please be careful, I exist in someone else's head" Oh, no There's something in the way that she makes believe Please be careful Annie dreams that everyone is dead Something in the way she explains to me "Please be careful, I exist in someone else's head" Oh, no There's something in the way that she makes believe Please be careful Annie dreams that everyone is dead Something in the way she explains to me "Please be careful, I exist in someone else's head" Oh, no There's something in the way that she makes believe Please be careful Annie dreams that everyone is dead Everyone is dead, everyone is dead Everyone is dead, everyone is dead Everyone is dead
Discography
Summary 1 Albums / 1 Promos / 0 Singles
Albums Promos Live Performance History
Live Debut 1999-07-16
Kee to Bala
Most Recent 2016-11-02
Scotiabank Centre
2016
2
2015
4
1999
1
Song Notes
The lyrics to Annie were finished just weeks before the Columbine and Taber school shootings.

Raine Maida, Calgary Sun, 18 Sep. 1999:
I don't talk about my lyrics much (to the band), but the day I heard the news, I said: 'Guys, the song Annie is written exactly about this.' I felt the need to tell them because I didn't want them to think that morning I had been reading the paper, writing lyrics.


Raine Maida, Canadian Musician, Nov. 1999:
It took a long time. We had the verse for the longest time, and it took weeks in the rehearsal hall just playing it and playing it as a band and finally the chorus happened. And it's all out, now it's a song. Jeremy started the beat to Annie with Duncan doing the bass groove, and you know what? Right away you know this is something to work on. It's really pure that way for us. Thank God, because you want to walk out of the rehearsal hall every day thinking it's just about music.


Raine Maida, Macleans, Dec. 1999:
It's really about people who get picked on that aren't helpless anymore. There are connections made [on some Internet chat rooms that feed the antisocial impulses of loners] where who knows what's real, but it's enough to turn into a kind of reality for these people. It can get pretty dangerous.