In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
(got a little demon girl asleep in my bed
got a little demon girl asleep in my bed
i don't know where she came from
but shes in my bed
and when the morning comes, and shes still here
i'll be... i'll be... i'll be gone)
i got an angle in one pocket
the others full of nickels
one for every time i pulled the pistol on your innocence
you've been a victim since
you bit your lips under my sheets,
under my spell and i was under your wing
little bird found her bee and she suffered my sting
no wonder why i sing to any open ear
with enough room for two cents drenched in regret
best friends since we met
but these trends that i set
they came and double crossed me in crisis
i took your king off his throne but i adopted his vices
you said what i'd never be (...ill be gone)
now if i had a nickel for every time i said never
i'd be rich and have you living in your picture perfect shoes
if i had an excuse
for every time i left clues
that i was distancing myself from you
i'd need a rescue
and if i had a focus for most of these 26 years
there i would be a hero to myself
but the truth is...
...i need a rescue
(now its like
im too vain and insecure to drive the lane and visit her
i hide away all immature my pictures sure to fade away...
...so fade away)
and when the morning comes and shes still here
ill be, ill be gone.
(got a little demon girl, asleep in my bed)
got a little demon girl asleep in my bed
i don't know where she came from
but shes in my bed
and when the morning comes, and shes still here
i'll be... i'll be... i'll be gone)
i got an angle in one pocket
the others full of nickels
one for every time i pulled the pistol on your innocence
you've been a victim since
you bit your lips under my sheets,
under my spell and i was under your wing
little bird found her bee and she suffered my sting
no wonder why i sing to any open ear
with enough room for two cents drenched in regret
best friends since we met
but these trends that i set
they came and double crossed me in crisis
i took your king off his throne but i adopted his vices
you said what i'd never be (...ill be gone)
now if i had a nickel for every time i said never
i'd be rich and have you living in your picture perfect shoes
if i had an excuse
for every time i left clues
that i was distancing myself from you
i'd need a rescue
and if i had a focus for most of these 26 years
there i would be a hero to myself
but the truth is...
...i need a rescue
(now its like
im too vain and insecure to drive the lane and visit her
i hide away all immature my pictures sure to fade away...
...so fade away)
and when the morning comes and shes still here
ill be, ill be gone.
(got a little demon girl, asleep in my bed)
Lyrics submitted by TheSnowMiser
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