Even Stevens
The Lucksmiths Lyrics


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I won't lie
I don't like you whispering that way
It's your turn
It's your turn of phrase that gives you away
The games we play

One to you in the afternoon
And one to me in the evening
Seven years of Scrabble
And we're even Steven

Come on
Your complaining is getting on my nerves
At least, at last
You're completely lost for words
Did you forget what you deserve?

One to you in the afternoon
And one to me in the evening
Seven years of Scrabble
And we're even stevens

I know it's a consequence
Of clinging to consonants
But P-R-L-N-Q-F-C
Spells trouble to me





Come on

Overall Meaning

In The Lucksmiths' song Even Stevens, the singer expresses reluctance and annoyance toward the person they are with. The lyrics imply that the person is misleading or dishonest, with their choice of words giving them away. The phrase "the games we play" suggests a sense of competition or manipulation between the two. The chorus references seven years of playing Scrabble, implying that they are in a long-term relationship or friendship that has been marked by fairly equal give-and-take: "one to you in the afternoon / and one to me in the evening". However, the use of the name "Even Stevens" suggests that there may be a hint of bitterness or frustration underneath this supposed equality.


The second verse continues the theme of annoyance toward the other person, with the singer complaining about their complaining: "your complaining is getting on my nerves". The line "did you forget what you deserve?" suggests that the other person is perhaps demanding or insistent about getting their own way or being treated a certain way. The last lines of the song introduce an element of wordplay with the spelling of "P-R-L-N-Q-F-C", which spells out "trouble". This could suggest that the relationship or situation is indeed troubled, or it could be a playful nod to the complicated dynamics between the two.


Line by Line Meaning

I won't lie
I am being honest about my feelings


I don't like you whispering that way
Your tone bothers me


It's your turn
It's your responsibility


It's your turn of phrase that gives you away
Your choice of words reveals your intentions


The games we play
Our interactions are like games


One to you in the afternoon
You benefit during the day


And one to me in the evening
I benefit at night


Seven years of Scrabble
We've been playing this game for a long time


And we're even Steven
We're tied


Come on
Hurry up


Your complaining is getting on my nerves
I'm annoyed by your constant whining


At least, at last
Finally, after all this time


You're completely lost for words
You're speechless


Did you forget what you deserve?
Are you unaware of what you should get?


I know it's a consequence
I understand that it's a result


Of clinging to consonants
Of sticking to certain sounds


But P-R-L-N-Q-F-C
This particular sequence of letters


Spells trouble to me
Indicates that there is a problem




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