Hold No Guns
Death Cab for Cutie Lyrics


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Darling, don't you understand
That there are no winners
Metals rung from silken strands
To greet you at the finish
As we're dissolving into the sea
I can only take what I can carry
The counsel's combing through our debris
The treasures we never buried

My love why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns

Darling, though you may pretend
Pretend that you are selfless
You break with but the slightest bend
It leaves you lost and helpless
So to whom will you place the call
In the coldest night of winter?
'Cause numbers change and people fall
And friends they always splinter

My love why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns

My love why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns




They hold no guns
No, not a one

Overall Meaning

The song "Hold No Guns" by Death Cab for Cutie delves into the themes of love, selflessness, and the fragility of human connections. The opening lyrics attempt to convey that there are no winners in love or romantic relationships, rather, the idea of winning or losing is futile. The next two lines metaphorically compare a successful relationship to a medal one would win, but eventually, everything dissolves into the sea, leaving behind only the memories and the treasures that were never buried. The chorus, "My love why do you run? For my hands hold no guns," shows that while the singer may not have any weapons, they are still perceived as a threat by the other person they love. The third verse speaks to the idea that even though someone may pretend to be selfless in love, they are still subject to the whims of emotions and the slightest misstep can leave them lost and helpless. The final lines express the fear and uncertainty about the future and the possibility of losing loved ones.


Line by Line Meaning

Darling, don't you understand
My dear, do you comprehend


That there are no winners
That nobody emerges victorious


Metals rung from silken strands
Medals are awarded from delicate threads


To greet you at the finish
At the end, to congratulate you


As we're dissolving into the sea
As we're slowly disappearing into the ocean


I can only take what I can carry
I can only bring what I can handle


The counsel's combing through our debris
The advisers are sifting through our remains


The treasures we never buried
The valuables that we never concealed


My love why do you run?
My dear, why do you flee?


For my hands hold no guns
Because I am unarmed


Darling, though you may pretend
My dear, even though you may feign


Pretend that you are selfless
Act like you're generous


You break with but the slightest bend
You crack under the smallest amount of pressure


It leaves you lost and helpless
It leaves you feeling stranded and powerless


So to whom will you place the call
So who will you call upon


In the coldest night of winter?
During the coldest winter night?


'Cause numbers change and people fall
Because digits alter and individuals falter


And friends they always splinter
And friends always disintegrate


My love why do you run?
My dear, why do you escape?


For my hands hold no guns
Because I am unarmed


My love why do you run?
My dear, why do you flee?


For my hands hold no guns
Because I am unarmed


They hold no guns
I do not have any weapons


No, not a one
No, not a single one




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Written by: BENJAMIN D GIBBARD

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@BeccahTheHuman

Darlin', don't you understand?
That there are no winners?
Or metals hung from silken strands
To greet you at the finish
As we're dissolving into the sea
I only take what I can carry
As the council's combing through our debris
For the treasures we never buried

My love, why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns

Darling though you may pretend
Pretend that you are selfless
You break with but the slightest bend
That leaves you lost and helpless
So to whom will you place the call?
In the coldest night of winter?
As numbers change and people fall
And friends, they always splinter

My love, why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
My love, why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
They hold no guns
No, not one



@Rrodfer

'Querida, você não compreende
Que não há vencedores
Ou medalhas penduradas em fios de seda
Para recebe-la no final

Enquanto nós dissolvemos no mar
Eu apenas levo o que consigo carregar
O conselho está vasculhando nossos escombros
Os tesouros que nós nunca escondemos


Meu amor, por que você foge?
Em minhas mãos há armas
Em minhas mãos há armas

Querida, por mais que você finja
Finja que você é altruísta
Você se parte com o mais leve atrito
e fica perdida e desamparada
Então, para quem você vai ligar
Na noite mais fria do inverno?
Pois números mudam e as pessoas partem
E amigos sempre se separam

Meu amor, por que você foge?
Em minhas mãos há armas
Em minhas mãos há armas
Meu amor, por que você foge?

Em minhas mãos há armas
Elas não carregam armas
Não, não há nenhuma'

Death Cab For Cutie - Hold No Guns



@nooneinparticular1685

You ever love someone so much
That you know no one else could ever love them as you do?
So much that they don't even know what to do with that love?
But it still meant nothing in the end
because they couldn't see it and could never reciprocate
And you know they're just out there, not being as loved as you could've made them
Just knowing
There's nothing that could mend the distance between you now
So the only option is to wait for the next lifetime
Have you ever loved someone that much?



@qnguyen5489

Darling, don't you understand
That there are no winners
Metals rung from silken strands
To greet you at the finish
As we're dissolving into the sea
I can only take what I can carry
The counsel's combing through our debris
The treasures we never buried

My love why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
Darling, though you may pretend
Pretend that you are selfless
You break with but the slightest bend
It leaves you lost and helpless
So to whom will you place the call
In the coldest night of winter?
Cause numbers change and people fall
And friends they always splinter

My love why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
My love why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
They hold no guns
No, not a one



All comments from YouTube:

@alucardsangel0715

My first full listen (start to finish) of this album was spent in a New Zealand airport during a layover back to the states. I sat facing a huge window of planes landing and taking off when this song caught me off guard.

It took about 30 seconds before my eyesight was blurred with tears, which coincidentally was the same amount of time it took for the same to happen when I saw them live a few weeks ago.

Death Cab, I love you. You save lives. See you again in Santa Barbara.

@andrewm1112

Amen to that, bro or sis! This band does this to people. Because Gibbard writes from the heart with such a poetic brain, it touches more than a small amount, and has the power of a million stars & the healing of a thousand water fountains, with such beauty too. I've fallen in love with this band.

@Zarzar22

I never cry. Haven't ever cried to a song or movie, until I Will Follow You Into the Dark

@SpinDoctor91

Death Cab always hits your emotions hard. Great comment

@BeccahTheHuman

Darlin', don't you understand?
That there are no winners?
Or metals hung from silken strands
To greet you at the finish
As we're dissolving into the sea
I only take what I can carry
As the council's combing through our debris
For the treasures we never buried

My love, why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns

Darling though you may pretend
Pretend that you are selfless
You break with but the slightest bend
That leaves you lost and helpless
So to whom will you place the call?
In the coldest night of winter?
As numbers change and people fall
And friends, they always splinter

My love, why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
My love, why do you run?
For my hands hold no guns
They hold no guns
No, not one

@mikaelaspencer9485

Possibly my favorite song on the album, lyrically beautiful but simplistic. I feel if Mr. Johnny Cash were still alive he'd write like this. 

@OrigamiRadio

a agree 100%

@malicesutton8592

probaly not though cause he doesnt fcking care bout shit, thats the best thing about cash

@billyma.1235

Well said

@fionaquiggles1175

This song deserves much more attention than it gets. Either way, it's beautiful

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