Parliaments
Former Vandal Lyrics

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"It′s such waste," you say
With your heels in hand
Yeah, you're slurring all your words
And I′m avoiding all your friends
"A headcase," they say
But I place no blame
You know I never meant to lose it
At your party again

"Does anyone know who this kid is?"
"Yeah, he's a piss-poor flirt"
"And I'm over it."
I guess I drank too much
And I still can′t dance
Oh god, I hate this song
And all my friends

So take what you can get
I could be better yet
Don′t talk you'll ruin it
So take what you can get
I′ll be your best regret
Sullen in silhouettes

"It's such shame," you say
Through a cigarette
Oh, I stutter over pseudo-lovers
Draped in sweat
You came and left
With no regrets
I only barely make it out with just
An empty pack of Parliaments

"Does anyone know who this kid is?"
"Yeah, he′s a 4, at best, if I'm generous."
I guess I drank too much
And I still can′t dance
Oh god, I hate this song
And all my friends

So take what you can get
I could be better yet
Don't talk you'll ruin it
So take what you can get
I′ll be your best regret
Sullen in silhouettes

You′re on the back porch, falling in love
Out front, I'm smoking, waiting for the car to come

(The car to come)

You′re on the back porch, falling in love
Out front, I'm smoking, waiting for the car to come

So take what you can get
I could be better yet
Don′t talk you'll ruin it
So take what you can get

I′ll be your best regret
Sullen in silhouettes

Overall Meaning

The song "Parliaments" by Former Vandal depicts a scene of regretful and drunken partying. The song revolves around a love interest of the singer who is seen as a bit of a lost cause by his friends. The singer is shown trying to dissociate himself from the crowd and the love interest, but he cannot do that. He laments that he had drunk too much and now he cannot dance. The singer hates the song playing and all of his friends. The singer's friend describes him as a bad flirt and rates him a 4 out of 10. The singer, however, feels drawn to the described love interest even though he knows that nothing good can come of it.

In the second verse, the singer and the love interest are seen smoking cigarettes and are covered in sweat. The love interest leaves with no regrets, leaving the singer with an empty pack of Parliaments, a sad reminder of a missed opportunity. The chorus repeats, describing the singer's willingness to be the love interest's "best regret" and referring to himself sullenly in "silhouettes." The song ends with the singer waiting for the car to come as the love interest falls in love on the back porch.

Overall, the song's lyrics depict a sense of regret, missed opportunities, and unrequited love. The singer feels disconnected from the people around him, and the love interest is seen as unattainable. Despite this, he cannot resist the feeling of attraction he feels towards the love interest.

Line by Line Meaning

It's such waste," you say With your heels in hand Yeah, you're slurring all your words And I'm avoiding all your friends
You're saying how it's all a waste, walking around drunk with your shoes in hand, slurring your words. Meanwhile, I'm avoiding your drunken friends.

"A headcase," they say But I place no blame You know I never meant to lose it At your party again
They're calling you a headcase, but I'm not blaming you. I never meant to get so out of control at your party again.

"Does anyone know who this kid is?" "Yeah, he's a piss-poor flirt" "And I'm over it." I guess I drank too much And I still can't dance Oh god, I hate this song And all my friends
People are commenting that I'm a bad flirt and they're over it. I admit I've been drinking too much, still can't dance and I hate this song and hanging out with my friends.

So take what you can get I could be better yet Don't talk you'll ruin it So take what you can get I'll be your best regret Sullen in silhouettes
Just take what you can from me, I could be better. Don't say too much, as you'll ruin what we have. I'll be your biggest regret, sulking in the shadows.

"It's such shame," you say Through a cigarette Oh, I stutter over pseudo-lovers Draped in sweat You came and left With no regrets I only barely make it out with just An empty pack of Parliaments
You're saying how it's a shame, smoking a cigarette. I stuttered over fake lovers, while being covered in sweat. You came and went without any regrets, while I barely managed to leave with an empty pack of cigarettes.

"Does anyone know who this kid is?" "Yeah, he's a 4, at best, if I'm generous." I guess I drank too much And I still can't dance Oh god, I hate this song And all my friends
People are still talking about how I'm not a great catch, maybe a 4 at best. Still, I've drank too much, still can't dance, and hate this song and my friends.

You're on the back porch, falling in love Out front, I'm smoking, waiting for the car to come (The car to come) You're on the back porch, falling in love Out front, I'm smoking, waiting for the car to come
You're on the back porch, falling in love, while I'm outside smoking, waiting for the car to come. We repeat it again.

So take what you can get I could be better yet Don't talk you'll ruin it So take what you can get I'll be your best regret Sullen in silhouettes
It's the same as before. Take what you can from me, don't talk too much, and I'll be your biggest regret. Sulking in the shadows.

Writer(s): Christian Delzoppo, Quinn Wentz

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Comments from YouTube:

@BreninWatson

4y↑1

I’m still jammin to this 👌

@DreDay1993

Thanks to spotifys discover weekly!! Great song and talents.

@lagubatka7455

I still am jamming to this

@lewisvoltaire5493

6y↑7

Man you gotta do some Facebook advertising or something.. As soon as people start finding you, you'll blow up. Such great talent. This is bettter pop music than anything on the radio and most not on the radio as well. Keep it up man you're killing it!