(1) St. Helena were … Read Full Bio ↴*There are at least two bands named St. Helena.
(1) St. Helena were a progressive rock band from Norway, active in the 1970s.
(2) St. Helana is a Boston-based indie/alternative band
St. Helena features founder and primary writer Patrick Teahan on guitar and vocals, Magen Tracy on keyboards and vocals, Mike Ward on guitar, Keith Wales on bass and vocals, and James Willetts on drums.
Strangers
St. Helena Lyrics
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Befall the thrill until I'm spent
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
I threw flowers in your face on my sister's wedding day
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
You showed up with a black eye looking to go start a fight
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
Playboys under your mattress, like I wouldn't notice
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share?
What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
Desperate don't look good on you, neither does your virtue
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
Good souls have won better sons, better sons were worse once
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share?
What do I keep from all the stranger who sleep where I sleep
You showed up with a black eye looking to finish a fight
Lover, I don't play to win
Befall the thrill until I'm spent
Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker
The song "Strangers" by St. Helena is a melancholic and reflective piece that talks about the breakdown of a romantic relationship. Throughout the song, the singer seems to be grappling with the complicated and painful emotions that come with falling out of love, questioning what to share or what to keep from the strangers who occupy the same space as her.
The opening lines "Lover, I don't play to win, Befall the thrill until I'm spent," suggest that the efforts of the singer in the relationship were never to win or dominate but to experience the pleasure that came with love, even if temporary. The following lines, "Paint the black hole blacker," show the futility in trying to cover up or attempt to hide the emptiness, symbolized here by the black hole.
The second verse contains some specific details of tumultuous events that might have occurred between the singer and her lover. The line, "I threw flowers in your face on my sister's wedding day," suggests that the singer could have felt anger or resentment towards her partner, which could have stemmed from the unraveling of their relationship. The lines "You showed up with a black eye looking to go start a fight, Playboys under your mattress, like I wouldn't notice," add to this narrative, furthering the story of the stormy and complex relationship.
The chorus repeats the refrain of "Paint the black hole blacker," reinforcing the idea that there is no neat resolution to the heartbreak and emptiness that the singer feels. The final lines, "Lover, I don't play to win, Befall the thrill until I'm spent," repeat the sentiment of the first verse, showing that despite heartbreak and struggle, the singer is still trying to find some meaning in the aftermath of the relationship.
Line by Line Meaning
Lover, I don't play to win
I am not in this relationship to compete or come out on top
Befall the thrill until I'm spent
I want to experience excitement until I am completely exhausted
Paint the black hole blacker
I want to make my dark past even darker and more painful
I threw flowers in your face on my sister's wedding day
I did something hurtful to you on a joyful occasion for someone else
You showed up with a black eye looking to go start a fight
You came to me wanting to cause conflict and violence
Playboys under your mattress, like I wouldn't notice
I know about your secret, promiscuous behavior even though you tried to hide it
What do I share?
What personal information should I reveal about myself
What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
I am unsure what parts of myself I should keep private from those who share my space
Desperate don't look good on you, neither does your virtue
Being needy or overly virtuous is unattractive to me
Good souls have won better sons, better sons were worse once
People who are now successful and virtuous may have had a difficult past
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: JASON SAENZ, TODD CLARK, HAYLEY ORRANTIA
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