Damsel in Distress
Neck Deep Lyrics


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We'll stay up late
I'll end up sleeping on the floor
The people here are nothing new
I'll see how I'm feeling...
Nah, fuck this I'm leaving
Conversation is wearing thin
I don't even know whose house this is
I kinda wish I just stayed home
But Friday night is boring on my own

And then she makes her entrance
Stumbles defenceless through the door
Her dirty tricks hid up her sleeve
She's done this a thousand times before

You can brag, you can gloat
Eat your words, hope you choke
But the grass on your side doesn't seem so green
All the shit that you spoke
Will you sink? Will you float?
Will you hang by a rope from the old oak tree?

She's a witch
She's a mess
She's a waste of time
Damsel in distress on a steep decline
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm

Maybe I'll walk home on my own to sleep it off
And think about some things as I stumble through the dark
But the only glimpse of me in her I could see,
Was in her left wing mirror staring back at me
Now you're at home I guess you're alone again,
It's 5 a.m. as she stumbles to bed
Plays out thoughts in her head,
Falls asleep then wakes up wishing she was
Dead and disgusted with those who she's trusted
To just be fucked over and left in the dust
So she'll cling to her bottle
And hope that tomorrow she won't sit and wallow again

She's a witch
She's a mess
She's a waste of time
Damsel in distress on a steep decline
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm
She's 21 next year but she's lost her mind




She fucks it up almost every time she tries
She grabbed my hand as I walked her to her door

Overall Meaning

The song 'Damsel in Distress' by Neck Deep depicts the story of a young man who attends a party and ends up sleeping on the floor of a stranger's house after being worn out by the uninteresting conversations. As he contemplates leaving the gathering, he sees a young woman entering the party who appears to be inebriated, thus making her vulnerable. The singer describes her as being manipulative, having ulterior motives, and a compulsive liar, as she has done this before many times. She goes home with a man and wakes up feeling ashamed and regretful of her actions.


The chorus serves as a metaphor for the young woman’s toxic behaviour, where she is described as a witch, mess, and a waste of time. She is an individual going down a steep decline, seeking someone to keep her warm. The lyrics about ‘the grass on your side not being so green’ describe how the young woman desires to have something she cannot have, which results in self-harming habits such as alcoholism. The song is about the complexities of relationships with people who have unresolved personal problems, self-inflicted or otherwise, and the lack of control over other people’s actions.


Line by Line Meaning

We'll stay up late
We plan to stay awake all night


I'll end up sleeping on the floor
I'll have to sleep on the floor before the night ends


The people here are nothing new
The people here are not exceptional or unique


I'll see how I'm feeling...
I'll assess my mood and decide whether to stay or leave


Nah, fuck this I'm leaving
I've changed my mind and decided to leave


Conversation is wearing thin
The conversation is becoming dull and uninteresting


I don't even know whose house this is
I have no idea who the homeowner is


I kinda wish I just stayed home
I regret not staying at home


But Friday night is boring on my own
I find Friday nights dull when I'm alone


And then she makes her entrance
A woman arrives and joins the gathering


Stumbles defenceless through the door
She enters the room in a vulnerable and unstable state


Her dirty tricks hid up her sleeve
She is notorious for her deceitful behaviour


She's done this a thousand times before
She has a history of behaving this way


You can brag, you can gloat
You can talk boastfully and excessively


Eat your words, hope you choke
You should take back your words and regret what you said


But the grass on your side doesn't seem so green
You might not be satisfied with your situation, despite your bragging


All the shit that you spoke
All the lies you said


Will you sink? Will you float?
Will you succeed or fail?


Will you hang by a rope from the old oak tree?
Will you face a grim fate?


She's a witch
She's manipulative and malicious


She's a mess
She's emotionally unstable and troubled


She's a waste of time
She's not worth anyone's time and effort


Damsel in distress on a steep decline
She's a vulnerable woman who's deteriorating


When all she wants is someone to keep her warm
She seeks comfort and companionship


Maybe I'll walk home on my own to sleep it off
I might walk home alone to sober up


And think about some things as I stumble through the dark
I'll contemplate while stumbling through the dark


But the only glimpse of me in her I could see,
The only reflection of me I could see was in her car's mirror


Was in her left wing mirror staring back at me
My face was visible in her car's left mirror


Now you're at home I guess you're alone again,
Now that you're at home, you're probably alone again


It's 5 a.m. as she stumbles to bed
She goes to bed at 5 a.m., unsteadily


Plays out thoughts in her head,
She thinks about things to filter out her thoughts


Falls asleep then wakes up wishing she was
She feels unhappy, as she sleeps then wakes up suddenly


Dead and disgusted with those who she's trusted
She feels betrayed by those who she trusted previously


To just be fucked over and left in the dust
She has been used and abandoned without any apology


So she'll cling to her bottle
She'll deal with her pain and frustration by drinking


And hope that tomorrow she won't sit and wallow again
She hopes to avoid feeling sorry for herself again tomorrow


She's 21 next year but she's lost her mind
She's a 20-year-old woman whose mind is in chaos


She fucks it up almost every time she tries
She fails almost every time she attempts something


She grabbed my hand as I walked her to her door
She held my hand as I escorted her to her door




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We'll stay up late, I'll end up sleeping on the floor
The people here are nothing new
I'll see how I'm feeling
Nah, fuck this, I'm leaving
Conversation is wearing thin
I don't even know whose house this is
I kinda wish I just stayed home
But Friday night is boring on my own
And then she makes her entrance
Stumbles defenseless through the door
Her dirty tricks hid up her sleeve
She's done this a thousand times before
You can brag, you can gloat
Eat your words, hope you choke
But the grass on your side doesn't seem so green
All the shit that you spoke
Will you sink? Will you float?
Will you hang by a rope from the old oak tree?
She's a witch, she's a mess
She's a waste of time
Damsel in distress on a steep decline
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm
Maybe I'll walk home on my own to sleep it off
And think about some things as I stumble through the dark
But the only glimpse of me in her I could see
Was in her left wing mirror staring back at me
Now you're at home, I guess you're alone again
It's 5am as she stumbles to bed
Plays out thoughts in her head
Falls asleep then wakes up wishing she was
Dead and disgusted with those who she's trusted
To just be fucked over and left in the dust
So she'll cling to her bottle
And hope that tomorrow she won't sit and wallow again
She's a witch, she's a mess
She's a waste of time
Damsel in distress on a steep decline
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm
She's 21 next year but she's lost her mind
She fucks it up almost every time she tries
She grabbed my hand as I walked her to her door
She's a witch, she's a mess
She's a waste of time
Damsel in distress on a steep decline
When all she wants is someone to keep her warm
She's 21 next year but she's lost her mind
She fucks it up almost every time she tries
She grabbed my hand as I walked her to her door



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the chorus is catchy as fuck!

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That classic pop punk breakdown at the end

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2:30 ❤️

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