Marcel Winatschek

Delilah

Tom Jones singing about a woman who destroys him and he keeps coming back anyway. That’s the whole thing—the obsession, the anger, the way she’s both the problem and the only thing that matters. It’s overwrought and theatrical and completely sincere, which is why it works. The song doesn’t explain anything or ask for sympathy. It just shows you a man undone by someone he can’t leave, and lets that speak for itself. There’s something true in that mess.