Goodnight
░The Birthday Massacre░ Lyrics


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First place on a classroom wall
Every turn of the face can help to break
The fall from a domestic disgrace
Every rumor displaced is lost and found

A lack of discipline, one hand to cut the other
So unprofessional
You're not a friend, you're just a lover
Nothing exceptional, this is correctional

Mirror on the wall, frame the picture
Reflect this kiss to wish us all goodnight

First day in a victim's chair
Every surface replaced can help to keep
You fair for a corrected gaze
Every feature displayed will match your crowd

A loss of innocence, one hand to wash the other
Be a perfectionist
You're nothing if you're just another
Something material, this isn't personal

Mirror on the wall, frame the picture
Reflect this kiss to wish us all goodnight

We're all dancing to the same sad song
And we're not sleeping but it won't take long

Illicit conviction, confessions incomplete
Correction, submissive restriction
Instructions will repeat direction





Mirror on the wall, frame the picture
Reflect this kiss to wish us all goodnight

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Goodnight by The Birthday Massacre explore the themes of conformity, control, and society's pressure to fit in. The verses describe a seemingly oppressive environment where discipline is enforced through shame and correction. The first verse touches on the idea that in this environment, one must constantly look out for themselves, as betrayal is not far off. The line "you're not a friend, you're just a lover" suggests that even close relationships in this context may not be entirely trustworthy. The second verse speaks to the idea of fitting in, with every feature being carefully displayed to match the crowd. The line "you're nothing if you're just another" suggests a pressure to stand out, but not to be different to the point of standing out too much. The chorus offers a small glimmer of hope, with a reflective and almost melancholic message to "wish us all goodnight."


The bridge offers a glimpse into the emotional toll of this kind of environment. The line "illicit conviction, confessions incomplete" suggests a sense of being trapped with secrets that can never be fully expressed. The repetition of the word "correction" emphasizes the environment's focus on discipline, control, and conformity. The final lines of the song "instructions will repeat direction" suggest that this cycle is never-ending, leaving a sense of hopelessness.


Line by Line Meaning

First place on a classroom wall
Being at the top of the class is of great importance.


Every turn of the face can help to break
The slightest change in facial expression can betray inner turmoil.


The fall from a domestic disgrace
The shame and embarrassment of family drama can have long-term effects.


Every rumor displaced is lost and found
Gossip can circulate and mutate, even when proven false.


A lack of discipline, one hand to cut the other
In a breakdown of self-control, one may self-sabotage.


So unprofessional
Such behavior is inappropriate and immature.


You're not a friend, you're just a lover
This relationship is not based on true friendship, only physical desire.


Nothing exceptional, this is correctional
This is not a special connection; it's merely a way to pass the time.


Mirror on the wall, frame the picture
Reflect upon oneself in a way that is pleasing.


Reflect this kiss to wish us all goodnight
Let this moment be a peaceful end to the day.


First day in a victim's chair
The beginning of being targeted and made to feel powerless.


Every surface replaced can help to keep
Changing one's surroundings may provide temporary relief.


You fair for a corrected gaze
Appear acceptable for the judgment of others.


Every feature displayed will match your crowd
Conform to the norms, lest one be ostracized.


A loss of innocence, one hand to wash the other
Both parties involved share in the guilt and blame.


Be a perfectionist
Strive for impeccability in all areas.


You're nothing if you're just another
Being common and indistinguishable results in a loss of value.


Something material, this isn't personal
It's about objects, not emotions.


We're all dancing to the same sad song
We all share in the pain and sorrow of life.


And we're not sleeping but it won't take long
We are kept awake by our inner turmoil, but it won't last forever.


Illicit conviction, confessions incomplete
Wrongful belief, withheld truths.


Correction, submissive restriction
Punishment with the aim of breaking one's will.


Instructions will repeat direction
Orders will be given multiple times until obeyed correctly.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MICHAEL RAINBOW

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