Rhode Island
The Front Bottoms Lyrics


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I wonder how that bike trip's going
I wonder if the government knows he's hiding
It'll probably take a few more months
Florida's a long way from Rhode Island

I watch her rest her hands inside her lap
I try to focus hard 'cause her eyes don't make the frame
I try to work up the courage to kiss the bottom half of her face
Amora cut her hair in Baltimore right before I left

I watch her sitting by herself talking to herself
Breathing calmly, then trying to catch her breath

Casanova just can't turn the charm on
Or find any of the right vibrations
I know these women if he don't wanna do it
Then they are probably just gonna make him
You can never tell when they're fucking around

Everything you're feeling is common
Even though you never felt so alone
I could probably catch a ride to your house
And borrow a bike to get back home

She says "You gotta promise not to break
No matter how far you are bent"
She says I gotta shift my position
And try to get comfortable again

We both chose the same tone
Mine was an alarm clock ringing from a cell phone

Mouth the words to me so we can keep things quiet
And I'll still know exactly what you mean

And it is probably just my friends fucking around
Yeah it is probably just my friends fucking around




They never cut me any slack
It's just my friends fucking around

Overall Meaning

In "Rhode Island," The Front Bottoms paint a picture of a relationship marked by distance and uncertainty. The first stanza suggests that someone is on a bike trip from Rhode Island to Florida, and the singer is wondering how it's going. Meanwhile, there's a sense of paranoia about the government "knowing he's hiding." This sets a tone of unease and mistrust that carries through the rest of the song.


The second stanza is a series of disjointed observations and thoughts about a woman (presumably the singer's girlfriend or love interest). The singer is trying to focus on her, but he's distracted by her eyes not fitting the frame, and he's worried about working up the courage to kiss her. The reference to Amora cutting her hair in Baltimore before the singer left suggests that he's been away for a while, and things might have changed in his absence. There's also a sense that the woman is struggling with some kind of mental health issue, as she's talking to herself and trying to catch her breath.


The song continues to shift back and forth between disconnected scenes and ideas. In the third stanza, there's a reference to "Casanova," who can't seem to "turn the charm on" or connect with women. This suggests either that the singer has friends who are struggling with romantic relationships, or that he himself is struggling with his pursuit of the woman he's been describing. The line "You can never tell when they're fucking around" seems to sum up a feeling of confusion and mistrust in relationships.


The song ends with a sense of resignation and a recognition that things may not be as they seem. The singer acknowledges that everything he's feeling is "common," even though he's never felt so alone. He offers to borrow a bike and travel to see the woman he's been thinking about. The idea of "keeping things quiet" suggests that there's something clandestine or secretive about their relationship, and that the singer doesn't want his friends to know too much about what's going on. The final line, "It's just my friends fucking around," could be read as either a dismissive comment about the people in the singer's life, or a self-deprecating admission that he might not know as much as he thinks he does.


Line by Line Meaning

I wonder how that bike trip's going
I am curious about the progress of that bike journey


I wonder if the government knows he's hiding
I question whether the authorities are aware of his concealment


It'll probably take a few more months
It is likely that this will take a couple more months


Florida's a long way from Rhode Island
Travelling to Florida from Rhode Island is a considerable distance


I watch her rest her hands inside her lap
I observe her placing her hands in her lap


I try to focus hard 'cause her eyes don't make the frame
I attempt to concentrate since her eyes are not within the field of view


I try to work up the courage to kiss the bottom half of her face
I strive to build the bravery necessary to kiss the lower part of her face


Amora cut her hair in Baltimore right before I left
Amora trimmed her hair in Baltimore shortly before I departed


I watch her sitting by herself talking to herself
I observe her conversing with herself whilst alone


Breathing calmly, then trying to catch her breath
Breathing in a relaxed manner, then attempting to catch her breath


Casanova just can't turn the charm on
Casanova cannot activate his charm


Or find any of the right vibrations
He is incapable of finding the correct vibes


I know these women if he don't wanna do it
I am aware that these women will likely coerce him to act


Then they are probably just gonna make him
They will probably compel him to act accordingly


You can never tell when they're fucking around
It is difficult to discern when they are joking or being serious


Everything you're feeling is common
All of the emotions you are experiencing are prevalent among many people


Even though you never felt so alone
Despite feeling more solitary than ever before


I could probably catch a ride to your house
I could likely find transportation to your residence


And borrow a bike to get back home
And obtain a bicycle to return to my dwelling


She says "You gotta promise not to break
She tells me that I must pledge not to crumble


No matter how far you are bent"
Regardless of how far I am pushed


She says I gotta shift my position
She instructs me to adjust my stance


And try to get comfortable again
And attempt to regain my level of ease


We both chose the same tone
We both selected the identical pitch


Mine was an alarm clock ringing from a cell phone
My tone was that of a cellphone alarm ringing


Mouth the words to me so we can keep things quiet
Whisper the words to me so we can keep things discreet


And I'll still know exactly what you mean
And I will still comprehend your message entirely


And it is probably just my friends fucking around
It is likely that my buddies are just joking


Yeah it is probably just my friends fucking around
Yes, it is probably just my pals jesting


They never cut me any slack
They never grant me any leniency


It's just my friends fucking around
My buddies are merely messing around




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