No Friend
Paramore Lyrics


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These old letters from years ago
I felt it was leading to a continued

When I wrote this letter I felt
I may have been finally able to address how it feels

Another brick-red room, another black-top town
Another misspelled band burning their own houses down
Another pine-box tune to fill the cemetery day
Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory gray

Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed
Another song that runs too long, God knows no one needs
More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands
To drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our riot dance

Beneath another burning sky, behind our painted lips
In scares of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea
As protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me

When this repetition ends behind the window shades
A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made
That most unrestful bed, that most original of sins
And you'll say that's what I get when I let ambitions win again

I'd hate to let you down so I'll let the waters rise
And drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes
Back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free
I had a butcher's heart and no one thought they knew me

So before the regiment resumes, before the dreaded sun appears
My driver's waiting, so let's make one point crystal clear:
You see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine

You're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
You see a flood-lit form
I see a shirt design
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine

I see myself in the reflection of people's eyes
Realising what they see may not be even close to the image I see in myself
And I hate I might actually be more afraid to let myself down
I feel like they know the story
I saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat
Twelve years ago I stood on the shore
Jump in and grab the coat
And the river is rushing toward a waterfall
And my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat and swim back to land
I let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me




In any case please let me know if there's more I can give you
If nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Paramore's song "No Friend" are highly poetic and offer a lot of room for interpretation. The song seems to touch on themes of repetition, frustration, and the struggle to understand oneself and one's place in the world. The opening lines suggest a reflection on the past - old letters and letters that may have finally addressed how it feels - and a desire to break free from certain patterns that have emerged over time.


As the song progresses, the lyrics become more abstract and metaphorical. The second verse seems to be a commentary on a music industry that feels repetitive and insincere, with misspelled bands burning their own houses down and transparent hands dropping a nickel in the basket. The third verse expands upon this idea of repetition, with references to thorny fields, fruitless seed, and misguided ghosts. The fourth verse seems to turn inward, with a reflection on personal ambition and the cost of letting it win. Finally, the last verse ends on a note of detachment, with the singer expressing a desire to distance themselves from the expectations of others and their own self-image.


Overall, "No Friend" is a complex and introspective song that offers a lot of food for thought. Its abstract lyrics may be challenging for some listeners, but for others, they offer a welcome respite from more straightforward pop songs.


Line by Line Meaning

These old letters from years ago
I see myself in the reflection of people's eyes


I felt it was leading to a continued
Realising what they see may not be even close to the image I see in myself


When I wrote this letter I felt
I may have been finally able to address how it feels


Another brick-red room, another black-top town
I saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat


Another misspelled band burning their own houses down
Twelve years ago I stood on the shore


Another pine-box tune to fill the cemetery day
Jump in and grab the coat


Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory gray
And the river is rushing toward a waterfall


Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed
Another song that runs too long, God knows no one needs


Another song that runs too long, God knows no one needs
More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands


To drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our riot dance
I let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me


Beneath another burning sky, behind our painted lips
In any case please let me know if there's more I can give you


In scares of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
If nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful


So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea
As protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me


As protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me
When this repetition ends behind the window shades


When this repetition ends behind the window shades
A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made


A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made
That most unrestful bed, that most original of sins


And you'll say that's what I get when I let ambitions win again
And you'll say that's what I get when I let ambitions win again


I'd hate to let you down so I'll let the waters rise
I'd hate to let you down so I'll let the waters rise


And drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes
And drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes


Back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free
Back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free


I had a butcher's heart and no one thought they knew me
I had a butcher's heart and no one thought they knew me


So before the regiment resumes, before the dreaded sun appears
So before the regiment resumes, before the dreaded sun appears


My driver's waiting, so let's make one point crystal clear:
My driver's waiting, so let's make one point crystal clear:


You see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design
You see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design


I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine


You're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine


You're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine


I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine


You see a flood-lit form
You see a flood-lit form


I see a shirt design
I see a shirt design


I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine




Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaron Weiss, Hayley Nichole Williams, Taylor York

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Lyrics (from the album booklet, for anyone who wants them)

Another brick red room
another black top town
another misspelled band
burning their own houses down
another pine box tune to fill the cemetery day
another stay a touch of orange over purgatory grey
another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed
another song that runs too long
god knows no one needs more misguided ghosts,
more transparent hands to drop a nickel in our basket
and we’ll do our riot dance beneath another burning sky
behind our painted lips in scares of catatonic smile-covered, ankle-bitten ships
so throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea
as protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me
when this repetition ends behind the window shades
a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I’ve made
that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins
and you’ll say that’s what I get when I let ambition win again
I’d hate to let you you down so I’ll let the waters rise
and drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes
back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free
I had a butchers heart and no one thought they knew me
so before the regiment resumes
before the dreaded sun appears
my driver’s waiting so let’s make one point crystal clear;
you see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design
I’m no saviour of yours and you’re no friend of mine



Jesús Sierra

OLD PARAMORE SONGS / NO FRIEND

1) Let The Flames Begin: "This is how we’ll stand when they burn our houses down."
No Friend: "Another misspelled band burning their own houses down."
2) Future: lasts 7:52
No Friend: "Another song that runs too long."
3) Misguided Ghosts: "We are just misguided ghosts travelling endlessly." y Looking Up: "God knows the world doesnt need another band"
No Friend: "God knows no one needs more misguided ghosts."
4) Riot album in general but also Fast In My Car: "We have out riot gear on but we just want to have fun."
No Friend: "A nickle in our basket and we’ll do our riot! dance."
5) Anklebiters: "You know anklebiters ate up your personality."
No Friend: "In scores of catatonic smile covered anklebiten ships."
6) When It Rains: "You made yourself a bed at the bottom of the blackest hole."
No Friend: "A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I’ve made."
7) That’s What You Get: "That's what you get when you let your heart win."
No Friend: "And you’ll say that’s what I get when I let ambition win."
8) For a Pessimist I’m Pretty Optimistic: "I’m not so naive my sorry eyes can see."
No Friend: "In the naive expectation in your eyes."
9) Tell Me It's Okay: "Now when the sun is out I’m not afraid to feel it shine on me."
No Friend: "Before the dreaded sun appears."



Edison Conrad

Aarons Letter Intro

Found these old letters from years ago
Felt it was fitting to continue that correspondence
Can’t help I’m sentimental
Thanks for talking with me today, I hope this is helpful for you
I also hope that Birdie is happy and healthy and staying out of trouble to a reasonable extent
What I wrote was sort of my way of finally being able to address how it feels to have [spoken under verse] anyone look at you as anything but the human you are,
Good and bad
For me, mostly bad
A lot of girls would come up to me before or after a show
And tell me I’m perfect or that they want to be like me
And, well, I realized that maybe it’s some melodramatic version
Of what they may truly feel
What I really hear is “you can do no wrong in my eyes”,
At that point I’m not even thinking about my
Interaction with them anymore, my mind is just reeling
I’m thinking about how much my insides are a complete contrast
To what is being projected onto me
There were so many seemingly horrible things happening last year
I just wanted to die
I didn’t even feel like what I was doing was useful anymore
We couldn’t even keep ourselves healthy,
Let alone spread any sort of hopeful message
It felt embarrassing to be trapped inside myself
And think I had a purpose
None of these things even begin to scratch the surface of faith and God, and where my head was at with that reality
I had nothing else to rely on, no ego, no relationships I trusted
And no hope
And these times I had envisioned hope as a little pinprick of light
Down a long, long dark tunnel
And this time there was no tiny light, nothing
So I just thought about future and death
My whole life I’ve been trying to make people feel better
But I can’t even make myself feel better
It’s hard to think that we’re about to head back out
Into the wild, after being in a safe cocoon for nearly two years



Jason Smalls

[Spoken Intro: Aaron Weiss]
These old letters from years ago
I felt it was leading to a continued
[...] I hope this is helpful for you. [...]
When I wrote this letter I felt I may have been finally able to address how it feels

[Verse: Aaron Weiss]
Another brick-red room, another black-top town
Another misspelled band burning their own houses down
Another pine-box tune to fill the cemetery day
Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory gray

Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed
Another song that runs too long, God knows no one needs
More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands
To drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our riot! dance

Beneath another burning sky, behind our painted lips
In scores of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea
As protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me

When this repetition ends behind the window shades
A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made
That most unrestful bed, that most original of sins
And you'll say that's what I get when I let ambitions win again


I'd hate to let you down so I'll let the waters rise
And drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes
Back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free
I had a butcher's heart and no one thought they knew me

So before the regiment resumes, before the dreaded sun appears
My driver's waiting, so let's make one point crystal clear:
You see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine

You're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
You see a flood-lit form
I see a shirt design
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine

[Outro: Aaron Weiss]
I see myself in the reflection of people's eyes
Realising that what they see may not be even close to the image I see in myself
And I hate I might actually be more afraid
[...] I feel like they know the story
I saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat
Twelve years ago I stood on the shore
Jump in and grab the coat
And the river is rushing toward a waterfall
And my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat and swim back to land
I let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me
In any case please let me know if there's more I can give you
If nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful



#MAGICALFLARE (GLAMAH91)

Another brick-red room
Another black-top town
Another mispelled band, burning their own houses down
Another pine-box tune to fill the cemetery day
Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory gray
Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed
Another song that runs too long
God knows no one needs more misguided ghosts
More transparent hands to drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our riot dance
Beneath another burning sky, behind our painted lips in scares of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea as protection from the paper-thin
Perfection you project on me
When this repetition ends behind the window shades
A semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made
That most unrestful bed, that most original of sins
And you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again
I'd hate to let you down so I'll let the waters rise and drown
My dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes
Back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free
I had a butcher's heart and no one thought they knew me
So before the regiment resumes, before the dreaded sun appears
My driver's waiting so let's make one point crystal clear:
You see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design
But I'm no saviour of yours and you're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine, you're no friend of mine
I'm no saviour of yours and you're no friend of mine
You see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design
I'm no saviour of yours and you're no friend of mine

I see myself in the reflection of people's eyes
Realising what they see may not be even close to the image I see in myself
And I hate I might actually be more afraid
[...] I feel like they know the story
I saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat
Twelve years ago I stood on the shore
Jump in and grab the coat
And the river is rushing toward a waterfall
And my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat and swim back to land
I let go of the coat, but the coat won't let go of me
In any case please let me know if there's more I can give you
If nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful



Madison Ezell

LYRICS:

Another thick red beam
Another black-top town
Another misspelled band burning their own houses down
Another pine-box tomb to fill the cemetery dead
Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory grey
Another void to fill
Just scattered fruitless seed
Another song I wrote that's too long
God knows no one needs
More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands
We'll drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our riot dance
Beneath another burning sky, behind our parented verses
Scores of catatonic smile covered assholes in a ship
Layered by the school, so you can definitely see
Can you forget these things?
Perfection from the paper thief
Perfection you project on me
Behind the window shades
I'm semi-conscious, already sleepin' in the bed I made
That most unrestful bed, that most original sin
What they act when I let ambition win
I'd hate to let you down
Thrown in a web with all his lies
Drown my dull reflection in a naive expectation arise
Back in the casket park
Back when I felt most free
I few a picture and nowhere God they knew me
So before the wretched men resume
Before their dreaded son appears
My driver's waiting
So let's make one thing crystal clear
You see a fraudulent form
I see a shirt design
I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine
You're no friend of mine
I'm no savior of yours, you're not friend of mine
You see a fraudulent form
I see a shirt design
I'm no savior of yours, you're no friend of mine

I see myself in the reflection of people's eyes
Realizing what they see may not be even close to the image I see in myself
And I think I might actually be more afraid
I feel like they know the story
I saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat
Twelve years ago, I stood on the shore
Jumped in and grabbed the coat
And the river is rushing toward a waterfall
And my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat
And swim back to land
I let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me
In any case please let know if there's more I can give you
If nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful



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Layney Conway

How is this comment so underrated- its literally pinned and BY PARAMORE

Crisanto Mariano

nice nice see paramore :)

Daniele Mengue

"I have no idea what's going on but I'm excited" - me listening to this song

DJ Raywave ღ

The only thing I truly get is You're No Friend of Mine.

Amy Castro

Hahahahahahaha!!! me too

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Daniele Mengue

hahaha!
i love it...
great comment to ponder when first listening to the song...
you made me laugh and smile through most of the song...
thank you

Michelle Martínez

Daniele Mengue THAT WERE MY EXACT THOUGHTS XDD

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