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This Is How It Goes
Billy Talent Lyrics


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Everybody is tired
And poor and sick of trying
If you see me
On the corner
Will you stop or will you splash me
Take a look at
What we've become
Nothing more than silhouettes of
A pretty family
On a post card
Picture perfect, I don't want it

So I hold my breath 'til my heart explodes
'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
You can steal my body but you can't steal my soul
'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes

Shitty weather, bad timing
Lucky penny glued to the ground
Dirty look from total stranger
Hope you get lost and you're not found
Take a look at what we've become
Nothing more than silhouettes of
A pretty family on a postcard
Picture perfect, I don't want it

So I hold my breath 'til my heart explodes
'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
You can steal my body but you can't steal my soul
'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes

This is how it, it goes
This is how it, it goes
This is how it, it goes
This is how it, it goes

So unscrew my head
And rinse it out
Polish my thoughts
Turn into doubts
Unscrew my head
And rinse it out
Polish my thoughts
Turn into doubts
Turn 'em into, turn 'em into doubts

So I hold my breath 'til my heart explodes
'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
You can steal my body but you can't steal my soul
'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Billy Talent's "This Is How It Goes" depict a desolate world, where everyone is "tired and poor and sick of trying." The singer's bleak worldview is enhanced by the chorus, where he asserts that he would rather die than conform to societal expectations, as represented by a "pretty family on a postcard." He refuses to become a mere silhouette, emphasizing that he will not let his soul be taken away, even if his body is stolen. The verses of the song are peppered with allusions to hardships, such as annoying weather, bad timing, and dirty looks from strangers. The singer is disillusioned by his surroundings and has lost faith in humanity.


In the chorus, Billy Talent speaks of holding his breath until his heart explodes, which indicates that the singer is done with living in a world that does not align with his values. The song's title, repeated throughout the song, emphasizes the resignation and acceptance of things as they are, indicative of someone who has given up hope of change.


Overall, "This Is How It Goes" is an indictment of modern society, where greed, indifference, and, above all, conformity, rule the day. The song speaks to anyone who has ever felt frustrated with a system that favors the rich and suppresses individuality. It serves as a warning that if we do not start working towards a better world, it is inevitable that we will be resigned to live in the same hopeless world as depicted in the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Everybody is tired
Everyone is exhausted and worn out


And poor and sick of trying
People are struggling and frustrated with their efforts


If you see me
If you happen to spot me


On the corner
Standing on the street corner


Will you stop or will you splash me
Will you offer help or ignore me and make things worse


Take a look at
Observe and examine


What we've become
The unfortunate state we have reached in our lives


Nothing more than silhouettes of
Mere outlines or shadows of


A pretty family
An attractive or appealing image of a family


On a post card
On a piece of cardstock used for mailing


Picture perfect, I don't want it
An idealized, flawless image that is unappealing


So I hold my breath 'til my heart explodes
I suppress my feeling until I can't bear it anymore


'Cause this is how it is and this is how it goes
Because this is the reality we face and how it always plays out


You can steal my body but you can't steal my soul
You can take my life but my spirit will remain intact


Shitty weather, bad timing
Unpleasant weather and unfortunate timing


Lucky penny glued to the ground
Something good or fortunate is firmly rooted and impossible to remove


Dirty look from total stranger
A harsh gaze from someone unknown


Hope you get lost and you're not found
I hope you disappear and never get discovered


This is how it, it goes
This is the pattern it follows


So unscrew my head
Remove my brain from my skull


And rinse it out
Cleanse and purify my thoughts


Polish my thoughts
Refine and improve my mental processes


Turn into doubts
Transform into uncertainty or disbelief


Turn 'em into, turn 'em into doubts
Convert those thoughts and beliefs into skeptical or dubious views




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Aaron Solowoniuk, Ben Kowalewicz, Ian D'sa, Jon Gallant

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