The Story Of...
Edgewater Lyrics


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Your evil eyes with your glass shaped prize
You smell of smoke with your dirty clothes
We're all afraid of your twelve-step stage
You lose control and you won't let go
You say we're weak, but you can't even speak
You scream your words and they don't flow
Your killer rage feels so much pain
You're one last tick of a time bomb
And I'll someday I will

Bleed the story of
The times you took from me
And I will bleed the story of
The youth you wasted me

I finalize that one last time I've gone away and found my home
You feel ashamed for the life you claim
We've said goodbye and you're all alone
You compromise with the letters you write
But ink is dry and we're way too strong
You give a rose for the stones you've thrown
And that's a shame ‘cause you're to late

And I run on, run on, run on, run on out
‘Cause I don't want to be that way
Running from the things I've seen running from the name of shame

My silver eyes with my brand new life
The memory stays as I go on
And all the seams that were ripped from me have bound their strands
And I'll do no harm
And someday I'll find a way to trade that pain




And all that's wrong about a man who raised his hand
And I can't get that out my head

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Edgewater's song "The Story Of..." are about someone who has experienced the damaging effects of another person's addiction and/or abuse. The song seems to describe a person with a "twelve-step stage", which likely means they have been through rehab multiple times for their addiction, but haven't been able to fully recover. This person is antagonistic and aggressive towards the singer, who appears to have been a victim of their damaging behavior. The singer accuses this person of being unable to control their rage and feeling a lot of pain, which ultimately makes them a "time bomb."


The chorus of the song is about the singer being able to process and move on from the hurt they have experienced at the hands of the other person. The phrase "bleed the story of" likely refers to the process of telling one's story and releasing the pain and trauma associated with it. The singer has been hurt deeply by this person and their youth has been "wasted" as a result. However, they have now found a way to leave the hurt behind and move forward.


The last part of the song is about the singer reflecting on how they have been able to build a new life for themselves, free from the pain and abuse they experienced in the past. They acknowledge that the memory of what they went through will always be with them, but they have been able to move forward and not let it define them. The final lines of the song seem to be about the singer struggling with the fact that the person who hurt them will never fully acknowledge the damage they caused, and the singer will always carry this unresolved pain with them.


Line by Line Meaning

Your evil eyes with your glass shaped prize
You have wicked intentions and a prized possession that clouds your judgment.


You smell of smoke with your dirty clothes
You emit a foul smell through your disheveled appearance.


We're all afraid of your twelve-step stage
Your ability to influence and manipulative behavior is daunting to us all.


You lose control and you won't let go
You cannot manage your actions and refuse to relinquish control.


You say we're weak, but you can't even speak
You insult our strength, but you are incapable of articulating your thoughts.


You scream your words and they don't flow
You express yourself through an incoherent and illogical barrage.


Your killer rage feels so much pain
Your outward anger only reflects the internal distress and anguish you possess.


You're one last tick of a time bomb
You're on the brink of a severe breakdown or violent outburst.


And I'll someday I will
Someday, I will heal from the harm you caused and move on without you.


Bleed the story of
Recount the traumatic events that you caused me.


The times you took from me
The moments that you stole from me.


The youth you wasted me
The way you squandered my youth and freedom.


I finalize that one last time I've gone away and found my home
I reflect on the final time I left and established a life that is truly mine.


You feel ashamed for the life you claim
You are regretful and embarrassed by the life you have led.


We've said goodbye and you're all alone
We've parted ways and now you are left with only yourself and your memories.


You compromise with the letters you write
You offer peace through written apologies and pleas, but it is not enough.


But ink is dry and we're way too strong
Your words hold no weight as we have become stronger than you ever imagined.


You give a rose for the stones you've thrown
You make up for the pain you've caused with an insignificant gesture of kindness.


And that's a shame ‘cause you're too late
Your tardy penance is not enough to heal the damage you have inflicted.


And I run on, run on, run on, run on out
I continue to move forward and not look back.


‘Cause I don't want to be that way
I don't want to be like you or fall into your harmful ways.


Running from the things I've seen running from the name of shame
I am avoiding and distancing myself from the traumatic experiences and shame that you've caused me.


My silver eyes with my brand new life
My once traumatized eyes now shine with hope and a new beginning.


The memory stays as I go on
I still remember what happened, but I am still moving forward in life.


And all the seams that were ripped from me have bound their strands
All the things that were destroyed or taken from me, I have mended within myself.


And I'll do no harm
I am determined to not cause harm like you did.


And someday I'll find a way to trade that pain
A day will come where I will heal enough to use my pain to help others.


And all that's wrong about a man who raised his hand
All the terrible things about a man who used violence and abuse as a means of control.


And I can't get that out my head
The trauma and memory of what you did to me persists in my mind.




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