03. With or Without You
U2 Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I'll wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails, she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you

Through the storm, we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

With or without you
With or without you, ah, ah
I can't live
With or without you

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

My hands are tied
My body bruised, she got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

With or without you
With or without you, oh
I can't live
With or without you
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

With or without you
With or without you, oh
I can't live
With or without you





With or without you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to U2's song "With or Without You" explore the complex emotions of a relationship that is both intense and turbulent. The song seems to be about the internal struggle of deciding whether to stay in a relationship that is both painful and fulfilling, or leaving it to find peace and closure.


The opening lyrics, “See the stone set in your eyes, see the thorn twist in your side," describe the conflict and pain that the singer feels as they struggle with their feelings for their partner. The following lines, “Sleight of hand and twist of fate, on a bed of nails she makes me wait, and I wait, without you," illustrate the desperation and longing that the singer feels for their partner, even though the relationship is painful.


The chorus, “With or without you, I can't live, with or without you," shows the internal conflict of the singer as they weigh the pros and cons of staying in the relationship. The lines, “Through the storm we reach the shore, you give it all but I want more, and I'm waiting for you," reinforce the idea that the singer is stuck in a cycle of longing and pain.


The second verse continues to explore the idea of a tumultuous relationship, with the lyrics “My hands are tied, my body bruised, she's got me with, nothing to win and, nothing left to lose." The final repetition of the chorus, “With or without you," emphasizes the singer's ultimate conclusion that they cannot live without the relationship, even though it is agonizing.


Line by Line Meaning

See the stone set in your eyes
I can see the sadness in your eyes like a stone that is deeply set


See the thorn twist in your side
I can see the pain that is haunting you like a thorn that twists in your side


I'll wait for you
I'll always be patient and wait for you, even if it means putting my own wants and needs aside


Sleight of hand and twist of fate
Our relationship seems to be based on luck and chance, and there's a sense of uncertainty and unpredictability involved


On a bed of nails she makes me wait
Despite the pain and discomfort that waiting for you may cause, I'm willing to endure it because of my love for you


And I wait, without you
Even in your absence, I'll keep waiting for you because I can't bear the thought of being without you


Through the storm we reach the shore
Despite the challenges and difficulties we face, we manage to overcome them together and eventually reach our destination


You give it all but I want more
Even though you've given me everything you can, I still crave more from our relationship


And I'm waiting for you
No matter what happens, I'll always be here waiting for you to come back to me


And you give yourself away
You always put others before yourself and give your all, even if it means sacrificing your own happiness


My hands are tied
I feel helpless and trapped, as if there's nothing I can do to change the course of our relationship


My body bruised, she's got me with
I feel battered and worn down by the ups and downs of our relationship, yet I can't seem to break free of your hold on me


Nothing to win and
There's no prize or reward for me in our relationship, yet I'm still drawn to you despite it all


Nothing left to lose
I've already given everything I have to you, so there's nothing else left for me to lose


With or without you
No matter what happens, whether we're together or apart, I can't imagine living without you


I can't live
Without you, my life feels incomplete and meaningless


Oh
An expression of the intense emotions and feelings that come with being in love




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@LaVidaLocaHomie

The Black Telephone

Those of us old enough to remember when the phone was wired to the wall, usually in the kitchen, can relate to this story. I loved this read.
When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box.. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.
Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the correct time.
My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.
The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. "Information, please," I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear. "Information."
"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience..
"Isn't your mother home?" came the question
"Nobody's home but me," I blubbered.
"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked
"No, "I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."
"Can you open the icebox?" she asked.
I said I could.
"Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger," said the voice.
After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.
She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.
Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, "Information Please," and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, " Wayne , always remember that there are other worlds to sing in." Somehow I felt better.
Another day I was on the telephone, "Information Please."
"Information," said in the now familiar voice.
"How do I spell fix?" I asked
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest . When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston . I missed my friend very much.
"Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me. Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle . I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information Please."
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.
"Information."
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"
There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."
I laughed, "So it's really you," I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?"
"I wonder," she said, "if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls."
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.
"Please do," she said. "Just ask for Sally."
Three months later I was back in Seattle .
A different voice answered, "Information."
I asked for Sally.
"Are you a friend?" she said.
"Yes, a very old friend," I answered.
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this," She said. "Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."
Before I could hang up, she said, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?" "
"Yes." I answered.
Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you. The note said, "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean."
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.
Never underestimate the impression you may make on others. Whose life have you touched today?



@testtest2609

🎯 Remember the media's astroturfed backlash against them for having a song on an ipod? 🙄 U2 didn't deserve that manufactured backlash...Bono got the IMF debt forgiven for 3rd world countries for chrissakes.

The economist Michael Hudson calls the US the loan shark of the world using IMF/World Bank to strip nations of their assets. Long live Bono's debt cancellation jubilee!

The real jubilee is debt jubilee & land re-distribution.

The original Summarian bible said: debt forgiveness and land re-distribution ie debt jubilee, Leviticus 25, prior to the Greek translation. Western civilization is the first civilization to eschew this (Michael Hudson).

"Civilization is madness." - Freud

"Can't see the right road when the roads are paved." - Bob Marley

from Concrete Jungle, African Herbman



All comments from YouTube:

@everythingaccount9619

For the 17k dislikers, this song will still be one of the greatest with or without you! Haha

@magsonsinvestmentsltdmil8910

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤦🏿‍♂️

@johnmockingyou7547

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 👊🏻👍🏻

@ccrisadidas

Kkkkk

@suruunconditionalluv3360

It's 18k... Haha
Must be Kids... Aspiring Rappers 😂

@surazkhadka2454

Yes sir😘😁😁😁🤣🤣

613 More Replies...

@theocurrent382

My mom loved this song, today she passed away because of the current situation, I can’t believe she is gone and I can’t accept it yet I know she won’t come back to hug me or my brother or my father, I hope this video remains more years so each nine of June I come back here and remember her more than ever

Edit: Thanks a lot for the support, I know I’m not the only one who has gone through these and I’m sure those people would be happy to receive any sort of encouraging messages, at least I am, once again thanks to everyone both those who have supported me through a like and those with a comment both are equally important and heartwarming

@tristantilley3778

Stay strong music is a healer

@christopherrq4842

If she loved this song then I'm sure she had a pleasant life!
May she rest in love, stay strong.

@fastkatfaye

Aww, so sorry to read this. Sending deepest condolences and love and hope that music will help you

More Comments

More Versions