Turnstiles
The Lawrence Arms Lyrics


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With a light of this match
I could burn this place to the ground
Then fire engines would scream
Down crowded streets onto the scene
And then I'd make it rain
And numb myself to never say your name

That i've uttered in anger, said with confusion
Laughed over nervously, said without sympathy

I'm not shedding tears for you
All those lonely nights that I've said
Feels like I might as well be dead

No more smiles revolving like turnstiles
No more deliberation, analytical creations

I'm incapable, a predepressionist
This is delivered with courage, muddled in tension
Lashed out in honesty, someone come and save me

I'm dying to tell you
This kills it forever, it was already dead
I'm dying to tell you
This kills it forever, it was already dead

And I'm just fine
I haven't called you but I haven't had the time




Thoughts are stale
I've been revolving like turnstiles

Overall Meaning

The Lawrence Arms's song Turnstyles narrates the agony of an individual who is struggling to move on from a past relationship. The opening lines of the song reveal the singer's intense resentment towards their former partner. The metaphorical reference to a matchstick signifies the desire to destroy everything that reminds them of their past lover. However, as the lyrics proceed, the singer hints at a sense of guilt about the situation. They acknowledge that the words they uttered during the relationship were not always kind, and they numb themselves to avoid saying their ex-partner's name.


The chorus of the song further highlights the emotional turmoil the singer is going through. They talk about the emptiness that lingers around them, and they do not shy away from expressing their feelings of despair. The verses that follow focus on the singer's desire to start afresh. They want to move on from the pain and hurt of the past relationship and be happy again. The lines, "No more smiles revolving like turnstiles, No more deliberation, analytical creations" represent the singer's new outlook on life. They no longer want to overthink things or live in uncertainty, but instead, they want to take charge of their life and live it to the fullest.


Line by Line Meaning

With a light of this match
With the smallest flicker of a flame,


I could burn this place to the ground
I could destroy everything around me,


Then fire engines would scream
Emergency responders would come running,


Down crowded streets onto the scene
Through throngs of people lining the sidewalks,


And then I'd make it rain
I would weep uncontrollably,


And numb myself to never say your name
And detach myself from any memory of you,


That I've uttered in anger, said with confusion
The things that I said out of frustration, the things I didn't understand,


Laughed over nervously, said without sympathy
The things that I joked about uncomfortably, the things that I said without feeling,


I'm not shedding tears for you
I am not crying over you,


All those lonely nights that I've said
Those nights that I spent awake and alone,


Feels like I might as well be dead
I feel like I am not living,


No more smiles revolving like turnstiles
No more changing moods like the revolving doors of a subway station,


No more deliberation, analytical creations
No more careful thought, or artificial constructs,


I'm incapable, a predepressionist
I am unable to act or feel, a person on the brink of sadness,


This is delivered with courage, muddled in tension
I am speaking bravely, even though I am nervous and uncertain,


Lashed out in honesty, someone come and save me
Expressing myself sincerely, I need someone to rescue me from this situation,


I'm dying to tell you
I am struggling to keep this confession to myself,


This kills it forever, it was already dead
This is the end, the relationship was already over,


And I'm just fine
Despite everything that has happened, I am coping,


I haven't called you but I haven't had the time
I have not reached out to you, but I have not prioritized it,


Thoughts are stale
My mind is stagnant and uninspired,


I've been revolving like turnstiles
I have been stuck in the same place, circling around like a revolving door,




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