Stars
Barcelona Lyrics


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Tuesday came and I feigned happy
I'm so lonely here
This thing between my lungs is
Making me so tired
It's bleeding me

You know me and how I hate this
We've said enough for now
Although it's been three hours
We haven't spoke at all

Oh, inside this empty cabinet
Nothing shines in here

On the edge of night
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick, so I drove back

And if we go back to stars
We won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts

This crowd incites my riots
I'll try to calm them down
Criminals compound my weakness
I'm barely hanging on
They're bleeding me

Oh, why can't I feel it?
Nothing hurts down here

On the edge of night
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick so I drove back

And if we go back to stars
We won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts

On the edge of night
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick so I drove back

And if we go back to stars




We won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts

Overall Meaning

The song “Stars” by Barcelona is a melancholic and heart-wrenching track, diving deep into the experience of isolation and emotional exhaustion. The first verse starts with the singer pretending to be happy as Tuesday comes around, but their loneliness and exhaustion are palpable. The expression “this thing between my lungs” refers to the singer’s emotional pain, which is causing them to feel tired and drained. The second verse talks about the silence between two people who used to have a lot to say to each other, emphasized by the fact that three hours have passed without words exchanged. The imagery of an empty cabinet that doesn’t shine reflects the singer’s feeling of emptiness and hopelessness.


The chorus speaks of escapism, dreaming of going back to the stars where there’s no need for money or “these poor hearts” that have been wounded and abused. The bridge of the song switches perspectives from the singer’s personal struggles to the external world, where the crowd incites riots that compound the singer's weakness. They're barely hanging on, drained of their energy and spirit, as the world continues to bleed them dry. The line “why can’t I feel it?” speaks to the numbness caused by depression, where even pain and struggle have lost their intensity.


Overall, “Stars” is a poignant expression of emotional pain, exhaustion, and a desire for escapism from this world of hurt. The powerful use of imagery, metaphor, and introspective lyrics make the song resonate deeply with listeners who've felt that pain.


Line by Line Meaning

Tuesday came and I feigned happy
I pretended to be happy when Tuesday arrived


I'm so lonely here
I feel very alone in this place


This thing between my lungs is Making me so tired It's bleeding me
My emotional burden is exhausting me and wearing me down


You know me and how I hate this We've said enough for now Although it's been three hours We haven't spoke at all
You understand me and know how much I dislike this situation. We've talked enough for now, even though it's been a few hours, we haven't really communicated anything.


Oh, inside this empty cabinet Nothing shines in here
This place lacks any positivity and there's nothing of value here.


On the edge of night We look down on our streets and houses You felt sick, so I drove back
During the darkening hours, we ponder over our streets and homes. You were feeling unwell, so I decided to turn back.


And if we go back to stars We won't need any money We won't need these poor hearts
If we return to our celestial origins, we wouldn't have a use for money, nor would we have to suffer with our flawed human hearts.


This crowd incites my riots I'll try to calm them down Criminals compound my weakness I'm barely hanging on They're bleeding me
Being surrounded by this throng of people makes me feel agitated, but I'll try to pacify them. Criminals add to my feelings of vulnerability, and I'm barely holding on because they're taking a toll on me.


Oh, why can't I feel it? Nothing hurts down here
I can't seem to feel anything, and I'm numb to everything around me.


And if we go back to stars We won't need any money We won't need these poor hearts
If we return to space, we wouldn't have to deal with earthly concerns, such as money and the struggles of our mortal hearts.


On the edge of night We look down on our streets and houses You felt sick so I drove back
At the end of the day, when night comes around, we gaze down upon the streets and homes below us. Since you were unwell, I drove us back.


And if we go back to stars We won't need any money We won't need these poor hearts
If we return to the stars, we wouldn't need the constraints of money or our imperfect hearts.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BRIAN LESENY FENNELL

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Eka flynn

Tuesday came and I feigned happy
I'm so lonely here
This thing between my lungs is making me so tired
It's bleeding me

You know me, and how I hate this
We've said enough for now
Although it's been three hours we haven't spoke at all

Oh, inside this empty cabinet,
Nothing shines in here

On the edge of night,
We look down on our streets and houses,
You felt sick so I drove back
And if we go back to stars we won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts

This crowd incites my riots,
I'll try to calm them down.
Criminals compound my weakness
I'm barley hanging on

They're bleeding me
Oh, why can't I feel it?
Nothing hurts down here.

On the edge of night,
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick so I drove back
And if we go back to starts we won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts



All comments from YouTube:

Eka flynn

Tuesday came and I feigned happy
I'm so lonely here
This thing between my lungs is making me so tired
It's bleeding me

You know me, and how I hate this
We've said enough for now
Although it's been three hours we haven't spoke at all

Oh, inside this empty cabinet,
Nothing shines in here

On the edge of night,
We look down on our streets and houses,
You felt sick so I drove back
And if we go back to stars we won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts

This crowd incites my riots,
I'll try to calm them down.
Criminals compound my weakness
I'm barley hanging on

They're bleeding me
Oh, why can't I feel it?
Nothing hurts down here.

On the edge of night,
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick so I drove back
And if we go back to starts we won't need any money
We won't need these poor hearts

xCaroI1435

heard this song on one tree hill, great song. absolutely love it!

Mike Fransen

Superb !!! Really love them!

Oz Ascensio

DAMN! this band is just awesome!

Julian Tejeda

i think all radio stations arent allowed to play music this good, unless its a one hit wonder, idk what im trying to say but im just gonna continue listening to this song..... xD

iceintheattic

me too! it's so good! It'll be the next thing playing on my itunes!

bubblegumsugga

This song makes me happy.. Something summery about it =]

xCrayonB0X

Amazing songgggggg.

Dance4ever3

This music sound in the same way as One republic - Waking up album. I just love those song as nothing else !

Alejandra Ballesteros

if we go back to stars we wont need any money, we wont need this poor hearts.....

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