Below are the lyrics from the song we are planning to use. Goodwin's theory says that there is a relationship between lyrics and visuals. Although we are not going to directly relate the lyrics to the narrative, we will subtly include links. E.g. the line 'the eyes, the eyes, the eyes' will occur during a close-up of the doll's face, showing its eyes. The line 'But I put those thoughts away' will coincide with a brief close-up shot of the girl pushing the doll down into her bag to conceal it from view when she meets the boy.
In addition, the lyrics of the song appear to be about a doomed relationship which has ended prematurely because the girl does not feel the same. We will parody the conventional relationship narrative by substituting the predictable plot of 'the other man' in the girl's life for an object- a doll.
The Maccabees - One Hand Holding
Oh love I was torn, I was torn
But I put those thoughts away love
Just a thought
Will the gods look kindly
Those thoughts are behind me
Oh why would you be led to suppose
Oh why would you be led by your nose
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Those puffy eyes are no surprise
When there's a devil in the doorway
Heaven in the hallway
Say you'll still adore me
And I’m far out on an ocean
Trapped in a disaster
I'd say I still adore you
Oh why would you carry on a name
Oh why would you carry on the same
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Those killer eyes don't look the same, the same, the same as they used to do
Not like the eyes, the eyes, the eyes that I make at you
I make at you, I make at you
It was torn up
But now it’s alright, alright
It was torn up alright
But I put those thoughts away love
Just a thought
Will the gods look kindly
Those thoughts are behind me
Oh why would you be led to suppose
Oh why would you be led by your nose
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Those puffy eyes are no surprise
When there's a devil in the doorway
Heaven in the hallway
Say you'll still adore me
And I’m far out on an ocean
Trapped in a disaster
I'd say I still adore you
Oh why would you carry on a name
Oh why would you carry on the same
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Why would you kill it, kill it, kill it before it dies
Those killer eyes don't look the same, the same, the same as they used to do
Not like the eyes, the eyes, the eyes that I make at you
I make at you, I make at you
It was torn up
But now it’s alright, alright
It was torn up alright