The Sequel
St. Vincent Lyrics


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Oh honey, I was there in the dark where you lay
And I saw you with a scent on your hands
Going out to get you something

Oh honey I was there in the dark where you lay
And I saw you with a scent on your hands
Going out to get you something
One, two , three flight apartment streetside




Bodies like wrecking balls fuck, fuck with dynamite

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to St. Vincent's song "The Sequel" paint a vivid picture of a person who is caught red-handed in an affair. The singer talk directly to the cheater, and reveals that they were there the whole time, watching and observing their every move. The mention of a scent on the cheater's hands suggest that they were holding someone else, perhaps the person they are cheating with. The repetition of these lines underscores the singer's disbelief and sadness at the situation, and effectively emphasizes the gravity of the situation.


The second half of the lyrics focus on the chaotic life that the cheater is leading, with references to "one, two, three flight apartment streetside" and "bodies like wrecking balls." The former suggests a frenzied existence filled with flights and apartments, while the latter evokes a sense of destruction and danger. The repetition of the phrase "fuck, fuck with dynamite" aptly conveys the chaotic and explosive nature of the cheater's existence. As a whole, the lyrics to "The Sequel" offer a poignant commentary on the destructive effects of infidelity and the emotional toll it can take on those involved.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh honey, I was there in the dark where you lay
I was with you in your lowest moments when no one else was around


And I saw you with a scent on your hands
I noticed the perfume/cologne scent on your hands, indicating you had been with someone else


Going out to get you something
You were leaving to buy a gift or a peace offering for me after betraying my trust


One, two, three flight apartment streetside
Moving from different temporary homes, living in apartment buildings and on the streets


Bodies like wrecking balls, fuck, fuck with dynamite
Living wild and recklessly, using drugs and engaging in dangerous activities without care for the consequences




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Written by: ANNE ERIN CLARK

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