The Waiter Bleachers Lyrics

The Waiter Bleachers Lyrics : Wake up tonight and write down what you saw/Who bent the trees and who called the cops?/What was that field where your whole life swirled

Call Me After Midnight Bleachers Lyrics

Call Me After Midnight Bleachers Lyrics : I would do with any answer/You call me when you’re tired and you’re high/A little kid and man to be/Touch himself and born to bleed/But I got more than jersey on my mind

Hey Joe Bleachers Lyrics

Hey Joe Bleachers Lyrics : Baby town dreamin’ on the Fourth of July/Touchin’ herself to the stars in the sky/The stars in the sky made her blind, hey/What a ride

Self Respect Bleachers Lyrics

Self Respect Bleachers Lyrics : I’m on my hands and knees begging you to kiss me/When I’m not around, do you even miss me?/I’m so tired of having self-respect/Let’s do something I’ll regret

Isimo Bleachers Lyrics

Isimo Bleachers Lyrics : Jesus saves and Bubba scores/A childhood you’ll always mourn/You found your things out on the floor now/And you believed in every maybe

Jesus Is Dead Bleachers Lyrics

Jesus Is Dead Bleachers Lyrics : Each night I pray that I’ll meet God/Under the worry of my thoughts, uh-huh/Nothing better than to be/All phantom thread with somebody, so nice/A kid I used to babysit