Unconditional Love
Against Me! Lyrics


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Unraveling, unrolled, a siren in the night
I love the jaundice of your skin
Its perverse plasticity
You make me want to smoke cigarettes
You make me want to drink whiskey

But even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

My sycophant love song, my authentic desperation
I'm addicted to the feeling, the only kind of steady I believe in
Prison cell exercises, solitary sport entertainment
What makes you think you're gonna die any different?

Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
It still wouldn't save me
It still wouldn't save me

Don't worry, young suicides, the vultures will pick your bones dry
Half digested and eternal, somewhere lost in the ephemeral
Welcome to the future, an always ice-cold nightmare
Burnt coffee and Percocets, yeah, this night, too, will end

Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me
Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
Even if your love was unconditional
It still wouldn't be enough to save me
It still wouldn't be enough to save me




It still wouldn't be enough to save me
It still wouldn't be enough to save me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Against Me!'s "Unconditional Love" are a raw and honest portrayal of a person dealing with addiction and the never-ending cycle of despair that comes with it. The "siren in the night" represents the addiction that is constantly calling out to the person, tempting them with the temporary pleasures that come with it. The singer's descriptions of their love interest's skin and their desire for cigarettes and whiskey paint a picture of someone who is looking for relief from their pain and using any means necessary to find it.


The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "Even if your love was unconditional, it still wouldn't be enough to save me," highlighting the fact that no matter how much love and support someone may have, it is ultimately up to the individual to save themselves from their addiction. The second verse speaks to the loneliness and isolation that often accompanies addiction, with the singer referencing "prison cell exercises" and "solitary sport entertainment" as means of coping. The song ends with a message of hopelessness, as the singer acknowledges that even death won't bring an end to their suffering.


Overall, "Unconditional Love" is a powerful and emotional song that shines a light on the struggles of addiction and the toll it can take on a person's life.


Line by Line Meaning

Unraveling, unrolled, a siren in the night
I feel chaotic and confused, like an emergency siren in the dark.


I love the jaundice of your skin
Your sickly appearance is attractive to me.


Its perverse plasticity
Your skin's distorted texture is intriguing and disturbing.


You make me want to smoke cigarettes
Being around you puts me in a self-destructive mood.


You make me want to drink whiskey
Your presence makes me crave alcohol and numbness.


But even if your love was unconditional
Despite your love being pure and selfless,


It still wouldn't be enough to save me
It wouldn't be able to rescue me from my issues and pain.


My sycophant love song, my authentic desperation
My love for you is more based on flattery and admiration than genuine feelings.


I'm addicted to the feeling, the only kind of steady I believe in
I rely on the fleeting satisfaction and highs that come with loving you because it's the only constant thing in my life.


Prison cell exercises, solitary sport entertainment
I am stuck in a cycle of repetitive and meaningless actions, just to keep myself occupied and entertained.


What makes you think you're gonna die any different?
Why should I expect my fate to be any different from yours, or anyone else's?


Don't worry, young suicides, the vultures will pick your bones dry
There's no comfort in death, as nature and time will slowly erase every trace of us.


Half digested and eternal, somewhere lost in the ephemeral
Even in death, our existence will only be partially preserved and eventually forgotten.


Welcome to the future, an always ice-cold nightmare
The future looks bleak and bleak, an endless nightmare without any hope.


Burnt coffee and Percocets, yeah, this night, too, will end
Even though I'm currently numbing myself, this moment of escape is temporary, and the painful reality will return soon.




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