The Ballad Of Bill The Saint lyrics by Bayside - original song full text. Official The Ballad Of Bill The Saint lyrics, 2025 version | LyricsMode.com
Request & respond explanations
  • Don't understand the meaning of the song?
  • Highlight lyrics and request an explanation.
  • Click on highlighted lyrics to explain.
Bayside – The Ballad Of Bill The Saint lyrics
One was enough to get him this far
And two would just complicate things
He says, "you'll be sitting pretty
In a dark room in the city
Cause one doesn't leave room for you and me"

Bill was a worker in a working plant
He builds things that he can't afford
But one day he'll get his revenge it won't be pretty
Society owes him that and more

"Oh, jesus christ", he says "I think I'm doing fine, but it may be time for
Bed"
And I think, "Hey, I hate this game, it hasn't always been this way,
Where men are judged by their mistakes"

Tortured and alone but not by happenstance
Has heaven saved a place setting for him
Riddled with regret and sin
He's in decent shape for the shape he's in

The world won't get the best of him again

"Oh, jesus christ", he says "I think I'm doing fine, but it may be time for
Bed. "
And I think, "Hey, I hate this game, it hasn't always been this way,
Where men are judged by their mistakes. "

And he's turned his memories
Into secrets that he keeps from himself
And it's safe to tell it hasn't done him well
He's been held down and told what he can do
And that's exactly what they'll try to do to you

One was enough to get him this far
And two would just complicate things
He says, "you'll be sitting pretty
In a dark room in the city
Cause one doesn't leave room for you and me"
×

One was enough to get him this far And two would just complicate things He says, "you'll be sitting pretty In a dark room in the city Cause one doesn't leave room for you and me" Bill was a worker in a working plant He builds things that he can't afford But one day he'll get his revenge it won't be pretty Society owes him that and more "Oh, jesus christ", he says "I think I'm doing fine, but it may be time for Bed" And I think, "Hey, I hate this game, it hasn't always been this way, Where men are judged by their mistakes" Tortured and alone but not by happenstance Has heaven saved a place setting for him Riddled with regret and sin He's in decent shape for the shape he's in The world won't get the best of him again "Oh, jesus christ", he says "I think I'm doing fine, but it may be time for Bed. " And I think, "Hey, I hate this game, it hasn't always been this way, Where men are judged by their mistakes. " And he's turned his memories Into secrets that he keeps from himself And it's safe to tell it hasn't done him well He's been held down and told what he can do And that's exactly what they'll try to do to you One was enough to get him this far And two would just complicate things He says, "you'll be sitting pretty In a dark room in the city Cause one doesn't leave room for you and me" Explain Request ×



Lyrics taken from /lyrics/b/bayside/the_ballad_of_bill_the_saint.html

  • Email
  • Correct
0

The Ballad Of Bill The Saint meanings

Write about your feelings and thoughts about The Ballad Of Bill The Saint

Know what this song is about? Does it mean anything special hidden between the lines to you? Share your meaning with community, make it interesting and valuable. Make sure you've read our simple tips.
U
Min 50 words
Not bad
Good
Awesome!

Post meanings

U
Min 50 words
Not bad
Good
Awesome!

official video

Anthony Raneri - The Ballad of Bill the Saint

Featured lyrics

0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z