[Verse 1: Bleachers]
I'm tired, of replacing my dreams
Always twisting, always screams
To follow down the strangest roads
In back seats, indoors
And love what you want me to love

[Chorus: Bleachers]
Oh, I will bleed
When you want me to bleed
But I don't want to know
Too much of anything
Because it all hurts me

[Verse 2: Bleachers]
Come on, don't push me down that road
Always twisting, always sold
I will follow, all made up how you'd like
In back seats, indoors
And love when you want me to love

[Chorus: Bleachers]
Oh, I will bleed
When you want me to bleed
I don't want to know
Too much of anything
Because it all hurts me
Oh, it all hurts me
[Instrumental]

[Outro: Grace Dunham]
(And I really wanna be grateful for the experience that I've had)
(And I really wanna be grateful for the experience that I've had)
(And I really wanna be grateful for the experience that I've had)
(And I really wanna be grateful for the experience that I've had)
(Being trapped in like a total weird bubble world)
(Because there's a giant ocean frozen underneath it's surface)
(And the cracks on it's surface made it clear that there was warm water bubbling up from within)
(And I really wanna be grateful for the experience that I've had)