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On a string
On a string
On a string I was held
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above
And so I swing and I'll sway
Wave my hand, kick my leg
And it's always right with the music
(Until all that swaying starts to make you sick)
For a song, I was bought
Now I lie when I talk
With a careful eye on the cue cards
Onto a stage, I was pushed
With my sorrow well rehearsed
So give me all your pity and your money now
All of it
(We used to think that sound was something pure)
But if I could act like this was my real life
And not some cage where I've been placed
Well then I could tell you the truth like I used to
And not be afraid of sounding fake
Now all everyone's listening for are the mistakes
(I'm sorry!)
No, it's ok, it's ok
One, two, three
One, two, three
In a house by myself
I hear the ice start to melt
And I watched the rooftops weep for the sunlight
And I know what must change
Fuck my face, fuck my name
They are brief and false advertisements
For a soul, I don't have
Something true I have lacked
And spent my whole life trying to make up for
But I found, in a song
And in the people I love
They will lift me up out of darkness
And now my door, it stands open
I'm inviting everyone in
We're gonna laugh, we're gonna drink
Until the morning comes
That's what we're gonna do!
Come on!
Come on!
On a string
On a string I was held
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above
And so I swing and I'll sway
Wave my hand, kick my leg
And it's always right with the music
(Until all that swaying starts to make you sick)
For a song, I was bought
Now I lie when I talk
With a careful eye on the cue cards
Onto a stage, I was pushed
With my sorrow well rehearsed
So give me all your pity and your money now
All of it
(We used to think that sound was something pure)
But if I could act like this was my real life
And not some cage where I've been placed
Well then I could tell you the truth like I used to
And not be afraid of sounding fake
Now all everyone's listening for are the mistakes
(I'm sorry!)
No, it's ok, it's ok
One, two, three
One, two, three
In a house by myself
I hear the ice start to melt
And I watched the rooftops weep for the sunlight
And I know what must change
Fuck my face, fuck my name
They are brief and false advertisements
For a soul, I don't have
Something true I have lacked
And spent my whole life trying to make up for
But I found, in a song
And in the people I love
They will lift me up out of darkness
And now my door, it stands open
I'm inviting everyone in
We're gonna laugh, we're gonna drink
Until the morning comes
That's what we're gonna do!
Come on!
Come on!
Lyrics submitted by ruben
Track duration: 05:52
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And my God, I love the "mistake". I mean, it's obviously staged (what were the chances that it would happen just after he said 'mistake'?) but how many artists would be gutsy enough to put that into a song?
I think the applause and cheering at the end is supposed to be sardonic, like he's selling the emotion and they're buying it.
It almost scares me, the song, the lryics, all of it. It makes me want to think that Conor isn't what we all think he is. Maybe he's sick of the lie. Maybe he's really not the lyrical genius, maybe all that emotion he puts into his stuff is all just fake. But how can anyone fake that? It sounds too sincere. It sounds too absolutely real and perfect. What if Conor isn't as genius as we all take him as?
What if he's just putting on this play for us, and making up a story character when he acts the way he does, and creates the music he does. He's making a story book character... God, that idea freaks me out, and I don't even know why. its just his lryics seem too perfect. How could anyone make songs that so many people can find themselves in? It just seems all to good to be true. I remember in an interview once he said that he thought people took him too seriously, that the band was for fun, or something like that...
I want to beleive its fake, and yet I can't. Conor seems too sincere. ^_^ I can't help but love his work.
Besides, this song might just be about how other bands are like this. My mind keeps wondering to Fall Out Boy, or something like that. Faking sorrow for a larger fan base.
And maybe its about how others are putting a label on Conor, and he's tired of it. People keep labeling him emo, and folk, and a whole bunch of other stuff. When really he justs wants to make the music and be himself with no one else discriminating him because of what they thought he was. All the critics and the fans trying to make him be something.
I'm just a stupid fan, though, what do I know. rofl
the mistake is ingenious and hysterical at the same time. and i just love that it's a waltz, the strings are great.
And I thought the mistake part was really cute. The moaning/screaming startled me at first. And the that's what we're gonna do! come on come on! Made me imagine the orchestra following him out of the studio in a "not to be confused with The Sound of Music" way.
I suppose there is one part that touches me a little more than the rest:
"And I know what must change
Fuck my face, fuck my name
They are brief and false advertisements
For a soul, I don't have
Something true I have lacked
And spent my whole life trying to make up for
But I found, in a song
And in the people I love
They will lift me up out of darkness"