From start to finish, it simply describes the woman showing up and telling Vic she's having another man's child. The song, despite being rewritten to avoid directly referencing the woman involved, is lyrically straightforward for Vic. The song describes the night that Vic found this out. As the two were finally reconciling and moving toward something that felt permanent, she got pregnant with another man's child and moved away. This was the case with "One Hundred Sleepless Nights", which is based on Vic's on-again, off-again relationship with a woman over the course of several years. This is partly intentional, as Vic admits that he will censor and rewrite lyrics if they deal too explicitly with a real person. Even though they're drawn from his life, the finished song is often left with an ambiguous, universal feel. Not a good time for people to be around me.Vic Fuentes writes most Pierce the Veil songs by taking raw personal experience and transforming it into poetic, indirect lyrics. The bipolarness flooded my body kind of like a hurricane all at once and all I wanted to do was lie alone in silence. I felt myself slip away a little, into hell again. "I don't know, you confuse me," I reply getting an uneasy feeling in my stomach.
"Oh," I say looking down, "I didn't know if you wanted me to." "You know, your lyric book," he answers a little annoyed. "I surprised you didn't say anything about the book," he says bluntly. He exhales slowly and rests his head in his hands, "Sorry for all the drama." "Uhm, yeah I guess," I say pulling the keys out of the car. He looks over at me, a little awestruck, "Can we just, talk?" Even though this was a stressful situation, he still looked kinda hot. "Fuck!" He curses running his hands through his dark hair violently. He does as I say but his hands start to shake and he takes everything off of the pedals. I sighed in annoyance but continued anyways, "Put the car in drive." "Kellin I-" he interrupted me, "What next?" Just force me to keep going if it happens," he says starting the car once more. "Oh," I breathed, "We don't have to do this then."
He sighed, "That's why I'm so paranoid about this." But what was I supposed to say? I can't even help myself. We sat there in awkward silence once again.
He looks up at me with those huge blue eyes, "My parents died in a car accident." If this whole plan was going to work out, I needed to get closer to him. "You can tell me, Kellin," I say wanting to know more. He basically had a panic attack for no reason kinda like I do. "What is wrong?" I ask him wanting answers. He looks over at me with panic still in his eyes, "I can't do this." "Calm down Jesus fucking Christ," I say under my breath. His breathing eventually returns to a normal pace and his grip on the steering wheel loosened. I lean back in my seat and cross my arms over my chest causally. I put the car in park and turn it off in one swift motion. His eyes go wide and his fingers were turning purple from gripping the steering wheel. He shifts the gears and immediately freaks out, "Okay, I can't do it." What do I do now?" He asks looking over at me.
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