Honeymoon In Beirut
Rick Springfield Lyrics


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I wake up every night (to the sound)
To the sound of breaking glass
Got troops in the bed
And tanks in the hall
I kidnapped and held for ransom (the one in me)
The one in me that you loved
We wait for the fall
And put emotional bullet holes in the wall
And we both, keep sending signals all is well
"Wish you were here"

Honeymoon In Beirut
Although I keep on sending postcards
From heaven (tell me)
Why do I stay (I don't know)
Honeymoon In Beirut
And we still keep pretending
Sixes are sevens (tell me)
Why can't we say
There is no honeymoon
This is no honeymoon, no
This is no honeymoon
There is no honeymoon, no

Honeymoon in Beirut
There are no peace talks pending
No quarter given (there's just)
Blood on the bed, where there used to be love

Strategy and maneuvers (have replaced)
Any love that was here
We have dinner in silence
And bullets with beer
I don't know what you want (my defeat)
Or complete surrender
Or peace in our time
While in bed we draw the battle line
And we sit, out in the rain
Writing cards to friends back home
The weather is fine

Honeymoon In Beirut
Although I keep on sending postcards
From heaven (tell me)
Why do I stay (I don't know)
Honeymoon In Beirut
And we still keep pretending
Sixes are sevens (tell me)
Why can't we say
There is no honeymoon
This is no honeymoon, no
This is no honeymoon
There is no honeymoon, no

And we stand out in the rain
Smiling as we sink like a stone
And hope for the end (whatever it is)

Honeymoon In Beirut
Although I keep on sending postcards
From heaven (tell me)
Why do I stay (I don't know)
Honeymoon In Beirut
And we still keep pretending
Sixes are sevens (tell me)
Why can't we say
There is no honeymoon
This is no honeymoon, no
This is no honeymoon
There is no honeymoon, no

Overall Meaning

The song "Honeymoon In Beirut" by Rick Springfield provides a metaphorical portrayal of a crumbling relationship placed in the context of a war-torn Beirut. The lyrics illustrate the discord between two lovers who have become enemies and the emotional turmoil that comes with it. The first verse depicts the chaos of a warzone with the sound of breaking glass, troops in the bed, and tanks in the hall. The singer appears to have a struggle within themselves, symbolized by being kidnapped and held for ransom, representing the part of themselves that their partner had fallen in love with. The second verse talks about how love has been replaced by strategy and maneuvers, and their attempts to communicate with each other are weak, as they only send postcards and sit in silence during dinner. They even draw a battle line while lying in bed together. Despite all of this, they both refuse to admit that things are falling apart, and they keep pretending that everything is as it should be.


The chorus repeats the phrase "Honeymoon In Beirut," emphasizing the disastrous nature of the love story in their minds. They ask why they are staying in this battlefield, why they can't say the truth that there is no honeymoon. They stand in the rain with a smile on their faces, knowing that things are only getting worse.


The song uses Beirut as a metaphor for the couple's relationship, which is in crisis. Beirut was famously known to be a hotbed of conflict in the 1980s when this song was written. This song highlights the relationship as a war, with no peace talks pending and no quarter given. It is a powerful critique of the failure of communication between two people who are supposed to love each other.


Line by Line Meaning

I wake up every night (to the sound)
Every night I am awakened by a disturbing sound


To the sound of breaking glass
The sound I hear every night is the shattering of glass


Got troops in the bed
I am sharing the bed with soldiers


And tanks in the hall
There are military tanks outside in the hallway


I kidnapped and held for ransom (the one in me)
I have taken hostage the part of myself that you loved


The one in me that you loved
Your love only exists in the part of myself that I have suppressed


We wait for the fall
We are anticipating our relationship's inevitable collapse


And put emotional bullet holes in the wall
Our emotional outbursts are leaving permanent scars on our relationship


And we both, keep sending signals all is well
We continue to pretend that our relationship is healthy


"Wish you were here"
I wish you were here with me to see how our relationship has deteriorated


Honeymoon In Beirut
Our relationship is like a honeymoon destination that has turned into a warzone


Although I keep on sending postcards
Even though I am sending messages that everything is okay


From heaven (tell me)
From a place beyond our relationship's problems


Why do I stay (I don't know)
I don't know why I continue to stay in this relationship


And we still keep pretending
We are still acting as if our relationship is perfect


Sixes are sevens (tell me)
Our relationship is a mess and we are in denial


Why can't we say
Why can't we admit the truth about our relationship


There is no honeymoon
Our relationship is not the blissful honeymoon we hoped for


This is no honeymoon, no
Our once-marvelous relationship is now full of pain and conflict


There are no peace talks pending
Our relationship is in a state of perpetual war


No quarter given (there's just)
We don't give each other any mercy or compassion


Blood on the bed, where there used to be love
Our bed is now a symbol of our violent, loveless relationship


Strategy and maneuvers (have replaced)
We are using tactics and schemes instead of love and intimacy to navigate our relationship


Any love that was here
The love that once existed between us is gone


We have dinner in silence
We spend mealtime without speaking to each other


And bullets with beer
We drink while our relationship is under attack


I don't know what you want (my defeat)
I don't understand what you want from me (especially if it means my downfall)


Or complete surrender
Perhaps you want me to give up everything


Or peace in our time
Maybe you desire a peaceful resolution to our problems


While in bed we draw the battle line
Even in our most intimate moments, we are at war with each other


And we sit, out in the rain
We sit outside in the rain because our relationship is too painful to stay indoors


Writing cards to friends back home
We write messages home to people who care about us, pretending everything is great in our relationship


The weather is fine
We are lying about the weather to keep up our pretense


And we stand out in the rain
We continue to sit in the rain, despite the discomfort


Smiling as we sink like a stone
We are happy even as our relationship sinks deeper into despair


And hope for the end (whatever it is)
We are hoping for the end of our relationship, no matter how that plays out




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Comments from YouTube:

@stevenwinans3489

Why isn't Rick Springfield in the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame???? He DESERVES to be in it, & is LONG overdue....

@krystalfantasy7759

Yes, he deserves it! ❤

@Enough13

I literally said this today!

@wildimpo

This guy doesn't get the recognition he deserves, some artist sometimes are only known by one or 2 songs, Rick has a lot of cool songs even his new album is really good!!!

@krystalfantasy7759

❤❤❤❤

@ResigningCross

Love! Rock of Life! The best!

@genxviewer

An overlooked gem by Rick Springfield.

@pipertarin68

I agree❤ Blessings & lots of love, Piper

@tonyacook7614

This is how expressive he is!! So emotional and filled with feeling his songs are!!! Goosebumps!!

@daveeastman7218

One of the best songs ever written anyone anywhere

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