State Street Residential
Death Cab for Cutie Lyrics


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Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin,
Because it hasn't sunk in... so far.

Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building,
Until it's hard to come clean.

Then nine months stack up to an addictive crutch,
As if the drink weren't enough.
A stagger cannot compete.
There's no charm in the residential state street.

And if I was sober,
Would I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober,
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

I wish you could know better than you show,
With parted lips pointing down.
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.

And if I was sober,
Would I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober,
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

And what a difference it'd make.
And what a difference it'd make.

And if I was sober,
Would I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober,
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?





And what a difference it'd make.
And what a difference it'd make.

Overall Meaning

State Street Residential is a song by Death Cab for Cutie. The song is a melancholic reflection on the numb feeling that comes from living in an apartment building for a long period of time, watching as the routine of life continues to repeat over and over again. The first verse of the song shows how someone continues to hold on even when the rent checks wear thin because the reality hasn't sunk in . They live out their existence day by day in a state of inebriation, using alcohol as a crutch to distract from the sameness of life. The lyrics are a metaphor for the idea that humans often hold on to things that are bad for them because they are comfortable and familiar, even if they don't bring any real sense of understanding or fulfillment.


The second verse explores the consequences of this lifestyle. The dust begins to build up, which becomes symbolic of the unclean aspects of life that are ignored or avoided. Addictions can take hold, and vices become a constant presence in life. As someone tries to deal with the reality of the situation, they face the harsh truth that they might not be able to cope without their addictions. In the bridge, the lyrics question whether the person would be able to let go of their bad habits if they were sober. The desperation in the lyrics is evident as he questions his own intentions and whether he would rip someone's heart apart like paper if he were in a better state of mind.


Line by Line Meaning

Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin,
Staying put in a disappointing, unfulfilling life even when monetary support is scarce.


Because it hasn't sunk in... so far.
Acknowledging but refusing to accept the reality of the situation.


Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building,
Being stuck in a mundane existence which slowly deteriorates over time.


Until it's hard to come clean.
Getting to a point where change seems impossible.


Then nine months stack up to an addictive crutch,
Using unproductive habits as coping mechanisms for an extended period of time.


As if the drink weren't enough.
Struggling with addiction in addition to general dissatisfaction with life.


A stagger cannot compete.
Being unable to overcome the difficulties in life with just alcohol.


There's no charm in the residential state street.
Feeling trapped in a dull, unfulfilling living environment.


And if I was sober,
Contemplating what life could be like without dependency on alcohol.


Would I kill caution and stay over?
Questioning whether or not being sober would result in taking risks and staying in uncomfortable situations.


Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
Confronting the possibility of changing into a destructive person if sobriety was achieved.


I wish you could know better than you show,
Hoping for a deeper understanding from someone despite their guarded exterior.


With parted lips pointing down.
Seeing a sad expression on someone's face even though they don't outwardly express their pain.


That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.
Realizing that alcohol offers more comfort than any person could provide.


And what a difference it'd make.
Imagining the positive changes that could occur if things were different.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BENJAMIN GIBBARD, CHRISTOPHER WALLA, JASON MC GERR, NICHOLAS HARMER

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Frank


on I Will Follow You Into The Dark

This song sucks