Bleachers Album Lyrics by Bleachers

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I Am Right On Time

We were just kids
It wasn't over when it ended
Our ballroom bliss
Counterfeit under extended
I knew your touch
I knew your weather
We were the same, faith is change
Read our doctrine, ooh

So pour me a glass and I'll tell you 'bout our war-torn born and raised dumb
How we never found the line
My mind is mirrors, don't know what is and what's reflection
Future's past, I'm right on time

I was just a kid
Born from another
A little trick, a giant miss
Didn't matter
Now I'm a child again
I'm a motherless wire
Spinning 'round, buzzing wild
Hurting others, ooh

So pour me a glass and I'll tell you 'bout our war-torn born and raised dumb
And how we never found the line
My mind is mirrors, don't know what is and what's reflection
Future's past, I'm right on time

For once in my life
I am right on time

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Modern Girl

One, two, three, four
Whoa, yeah
Yeah

A Friday night, killer queens
Hop a train, on the scene
All the band, is in the wild
Don't you dare touch the dial

We dressed up like a heart attack for you
We dressed up like a heart attack

I'm talkin'
Little jeans, tiny hat
Evan Smith, tiny sax
Drama kings, sing it loud
Drag that shit all over town

Play it like a heart attack for you
We play it like a heart attack

So kiss me on the cheek
Make it a long goodbye
Ooh, and all the modern girls
(The modern girls)
Shakin' their ass tonight

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, love on a wire
Oh, lookin' for a fight
Ooh, and all the modern boys
(The modern boys)
Are goin' out tonight

Oh (ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-ohh-oh)

Changed my meds, changed the flight
Bodies on, bodies wild
Body cam, only flams
Bleachers band only flams

Playin' it like a heart attack for you
We playin' it like a heart attack

I guess I'm
New Jersey's finest New Yorker
Unreliable reporter
Pop music hoarder
Some guy playin' quarters
But I'm wearin' a heart attack, baby
A Mikey Freedom heart attack

So kiss me on the cheek
Make it a long goodbye
Ooh, and all the modern girls
(The modern girls)
Shakin' their ass tonight

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, love on a wire
Oh, lookin' for a fight
Ooh, and all the modern boys
(The modern boys)
Are goin' out tonight

Oh

(Ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-ohh-oh)
(Ohh-ohh-oh) one, two, three
Let's do this (ohh-ohh-ohh-oh)

So kiss me on the cheek
La-la-la-la, make it a long goodbye
Ooh, and all the modern girls
(The modern girls)
Shakin' their ass tonight

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, love on a wire
Oh, lookin' for a fight
Ooh, and all the modern boys
(The modern boys)
Are goin' out tonight

It's like a modern girl (it's for the modern girls)
(It's like a modern girl)
It's like a modern boy, it's for the modern boys
It's like the modern boys
Hutch

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Jesus Is Dead

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
Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench, uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah

Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world

I saw exactly what I asked for
I'm the well-adjusted herb, uh-huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It's something I don't wanna discuss
Uh-huh, what's wrong?
Oh yeah

Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world

Jesus is dead and so's New York
I built a place right down the shore, it's nice
Do you remember DFA?
Misshapes and, oh, the great Longwave
I do and I miss it all the time

Tell them to grease the wheels
Flip the hourglass, start up the steal
I'm not the man who sold the world

We drove forever and the venue herbs
Took all of our money and all of our merch
F*ck off
So let's make it Bleachers, make it shore
The louder you scream, the harder he blows
You know what I mean
Texas man cause a scene

Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world

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Me Before You

Batter after batter
I couldn't play ball
I dreamt of anybody else's world
I wasn't ready at all

Scared to start and my face betrays me
Gotta get out before the heart starts shakin'
That was me blue

That was me before you
That was me before you

You hate bein' a passenger
The fate of someone else's wheel
They say they'll have you home for dinner, baby, baby, baby
In a home that you'll share

My bed was a place for the lonely
Built it that way, came to think it was holy
That was me blue
Crossfaded in the dark, have a smoke, yeah
Take another drink or walk with the news playin'
That was me too

That was me before you
That was me before you
That was me before you

Crossfaded in the night, have a smoke, yeah
Take another drink or walk with the news playin'
My bed was a place for the lonely
Built it that way, came to think it was holy
Scared to start and my face betrays me
Gotta get out before the heart starts shakin'

That was me before you
Me before you
Oh, and I'm tired and in woe
Tired and in woe

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Alma Mater

(Baby, I want ya)
(Test, test, test)
(Maybe, like, some of Jack's newer stuff)
(One, two, one, two, one, two)

She's my alma mater
Chasing lines all night
Smoking me outta sight
Well, summer's getting hotter
Threw her t-shirt down the pike
Screaming, "F*ck Balenciaga"
Right past the Wawa
Threw on "Heartattack and Vine"
As she alligator cries
Lana (I'll make it darker)
2003, sad all the time

(C'mon) point the headlights, flicker dear
Drive by the old house, go for a beer
We're on the green or the movie theatre
You're a movie to me, the way you move around me

She's my alma mater
Summer's getting hotter
Threw her t-shirt down the pike

Some dreams, I wake up thinkin' 'bout
Some dreams are meant to die
Kill Your Idols in the street outside in daylight
'Cause if we walk, we'll get high tonight
Shoulder to the wheel tonight
Joke about blowing town tonight
Until we drive past my alma mater

She's my alma mater
Chasing lines all night
Smoking me outta sight
Well, summer's getting hotter
Threw her t-shirt down the pike
(Screaming) "F*ck Balenciaga"
Right past the Wawa
Threw on "Heartattack and Vine"
As she alligator cries
Lana (I'll make it darker)

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Tiny Moves

The tiniest moves you make
The whole damn world shakes
Call it a bloodlust crisis of faith
Been changing enough for us both, babe

Whoa, oh, oh
Watchin' it all come down
Watch it go 'round and 'round

The tiniest moves you make
Watchin' my whole world shake
Look who's on the edge again
On the edge again
(Woo)

Call it American football chic
Breaking your neck for no reason
The little brush right down the avenue
A tiny twist of faith will come and shake you
You can believe

Whoa, oh, oh
Watchin' it all come down
Watch it go 'round and 'round

The tiniest moves you make
Watchin' my whole world shake
Look who's on the edge again
On the edge again
(Woo)

On your own again
On your own again
What? Yeah? What? Again
Say, oh

The tiniest moves you make
Watchin' the whole world shake
Watchin' my whole world change
Tiniest twist of faith
Watchin' the whole world shake
Watchin' my whole world change
Oh, oh, oh
The tiniest moves you make
Tiniest moves you make
Watchin' the whole world shake
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tiniest twist of faith
The tiniest moves you make
(Oh, let's go)

Tiniest moves you make (sha-la-la)
Tiniest moves you make
(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la)
Tiniest twist of faith (sha-la-la, sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
Watchin' my whole world change
(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la)

(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la-la, la, la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la-la, la, la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la-la)
(Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la-la, la, la)
Sha-la-la, sha-la-la
Sha-la-la, sha-la, la, la

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Isimo

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
Shalala, it drove you crazy
Tough as nails and built for breaking

But you were just a kid when they told you
You'd been born to bleed, little soldier
With your garden heart and sentimental boulder
Oh, it pulled you down
Look at you, you made it out

Now it's time to go, it's time to chase it
Break the locks out of the basement
Rearview mirror to the faithless
And you believed in every maybe
Shalala, I love you, baby
Told them all you were good at breaking

But you were just a kid when they told you
You'd been born to bleed, little soldier
With your magnet heart and sentimental boulder
Oh, it pulled you down
But look at you, you made it out

Yeah, you're just like the rain
Carrying everyone's shame
But you move just like a river
No, you don't wear an inch of it, babe
I'd follow you down, down, down, down, down to the water
Way down to any kind of chance
To a stone in a creek
'Til you're out of the blue
Honey, I can see it too

'Cause I was just a kid when they showed me
This great big weight that would come and pull me
Like your magnet heart and sentimental boulder
I carry it with you, throw it on my shoulders
You're the one way out
And I'm your dark horse clown
Isimo, look at you, you made it out

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Woke Up Today

I woke up today and I knew God
In all of the pieces of our loss

Now I'm on a wire, no trick in my sleeve, you're just so good
I could believe that it's the time for holy surreal
New morning has come, I want you more than you could know
And I'll make your bed I'll make your home

My ticket to ride, a chance to believe
That I would deserve every breath I see you breathe
It's holy surreal and it's time to be safe
'Cause I see the whole world in you, babe

Woke up today and I was right
My winning ticket in her eyes

How does it feel to get what you need? It's a strange kind of rush
'Cause every breath I breathe of the past
Is holy surreal and it's hard to hold on
Oh God, it's always on my mind
My loss is always on my mind

But if faith is a chance, then I can believe
I would deserve every breath I see you breathe
But it's holy surreal and it's hard to hold on
'Cause I'd lost the whole world when she'd gone

Woke up today and I knew God
Woke up today and I saw God
Woke up today and I lost God

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Self Respect

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

Good morning, my strangest twin
I've changed the locks and let the right one in
I still hide, I still tumbleweed
But lost see lost and I've been quiet screams
All black, white and blue
All echo trails and nonstick glue
Well, the Binsons go "vroom" and the bastards go "yawn"
I'm out here on my own, f*ck it, I'm going long

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

I think it was the day that Kobe fell from the sky
Day that Kendall Pepsi-smiled
Or the day that I had held her last
These days of our lives, they're rough and they're fast and unfair
And held together by a paper clasp
And they're drenched in a moment past
And they're only known when somebody is gone
Well, the years move fast, but the dread goes hard

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

Well, the crowd goes wild
Yeah, the crowd goes wild
For the burning of witches or the killing of kings
When the crowd goes wild, everybody sings
"I was holy once
Oh, I loved you once"
Destroyed somebody's life as a means of sayin'
"I'm still here and I'm still playin'"

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
Let's do something I'll regret
Let's do something I'll regret
Let's do something I'll regret

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Hey Joe

Baby town dreaming on the 4th of July
Touching herself to the stars in the sky
The stars in the sky made her blind, hey, what a riot
And father's father called him "big man" when he missed
It's that '50s kinda shit that trickles down to the kids
So we tried giving peace a chance, but didn't know what it is

And now we're patiently awaiting for some light to come in
To shake the living hell out of what we became
We're frightened of the old, and we're tired of the young
Guess the one-trick ponies got us singin' along, "Hey Joe"

One, two
One, two, three, four
Some thoughts about the Ken Burns Vietnam doc
From Pete Hunting in the delta to the last one to drop
To my father and his friends at the Ho Chi Minh Trail gift shop
They're crying, "So long, Bobby" on the jersey sheets
Scared to get behind anything they believe
'Cause they blew the revolution in their 30s, tryna plant some seeds

And yeah, they're patiently awaiting for some light to come in
To shake the living hell out of what it became
They're frightened of the state but too tired to run
Guess these one-trick ponies got us singin' along, "Hey Joe"

One, two
One, two, three, four
Hey Joe, what do you know?
We're off the bridge, and we're out of control
Oh, hey Joe, what is it called? That's right
"Giving up a piece of you to let go"
Hey Joe, what do you know?
We're off the bridge, all Marilyn Monroe
Oh, hey Joe, what is called? That's right
"Giving up a piece of you to let go"

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Call Me After Midnight

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

You only call me after midnight
I pull up on your lawn like
"Baby boy, are you alright?"
You only call me after midnight
You only call me after midnight, yeah

Yeah, I wonder where's the floor?
Can't find it when I dance with you
You're always walkin' a wire
Until a voice says
"To hell with the glories of this loneliness" (oh)
But who's gonna be there when you're not high?

You only call me after midnight
Pull up on your lawn like
"Baby boy, are you alright?"
You only call me after midnight
You only call me after midnight, yeah

Oh, honey just wait
Oh, honey just wait
They don't want you, they want your faith
They don't want you, they want your faith
They don't want you, they want your faith

Call me after midnight
Pull up on your lawn like
"Baby boy, are you alright?"
You only call me after midnight
You only call me after midnight, yeah

You can call me after midnight
You can call me after midnight
Mm, mm

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We Are Going To Know Each Other Forever

The muddled and the modern will pull you down a size (mm)
But goddamn how the forgotten always make me try
So tell me why you left and I'll tell you why I couldn't
And how I froze in time, from the phase of letting go
Did it debase us to hold on

Well, this one's for the lonely
The tired on a wire
The born, strange, desired
The angel in the mirror
Kisses to the lonely

Does anyone leave their hometown and actually survive?
I mean does anyone leave their hometown and actually hold the line?
Too dumb to realize how much you meant to this place
Good morning in your eyes, and from the phase of letting go
Did it debase us to hold home?

Well, this one's for the lonely
The tired on a wire
The born, strange, desired
The angel in the mirror
Kisses to the lonely

I saw you jump right through the window
It shook us to the marrow
Now you deserve more than a picture
Or some resuscitated scripture
Yeah, you changed the way we move through
You changed the way we move through
And though you're carried on the outside
You changed the way we move through
We're gonna know each other forever
We're gonna know each other forever
And though you're carried on the outside
You changed the way we move through

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Ordinary Heaven

Everyone knows that I can't do it
I long for ordinary heaven
Just to be your witness
Yeah, I only wanna witness you

Ordinary people
Don't lose track like this
To have it all without a witness
Yeah, I only want a witness
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ordinary people
Don't lose track like this
To have it all without a witness (come on, baby)

Don't lose track of our ordinary heaven
In ordinary heaven

You dance around the apartment
And I just get, I just get, I just get
I just get to be there

Ordinary people
Don't lose track like this
To have it all without a witness
To have it all without a witness

I just get to be there
I just get to be there (imagine)
I just get to witness
Don't lose track of our ordinary heaven
Ordinary heaven
Just getting to witness
Just getting to witness
Just getting to witness you (woo)

Don't lose track
Don't lose track at all
Don't lose track of our ordinary heaven
Ordinary heaven
Put it there
Just getting to witness (woo)
Don't lose track of our ordinary heaven (woo)

I'm not numb to the pain
I would argue I'm more conscious of it than anybody else
But I'm also more conscious of what that gives me
And when I'm done with this
That will be what it is, and I'll find a way
But there's something inside of me compelling
That I'm not going to give up
Until the wheels fall off
That's what I'm made of
And I wish I see all the arguments against it
But I wish I could relate being tangible
My guess is that we're all built the same
None of us are completely stupid
A little deranged, I think, a strong argument, I do
But ultimately, we also know what we have
To go lay down in the sense of it
That's like, embracing what we've done with our lives

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The Waiter

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
Like a rodeo, flyin' colors through the heart
You got this notion that time's gonna stop
That the winds are gonna change and tell you what you're not
But, oh, everybody's only told you what you're not
And you heard too much

So you charter the city and the fallin' of snow
You think you're alive, but you know how it goes
A moment of beauty 'til the darkness shows
'Til black mountains grow on these sidewalks you know
And, oh, there's that notion that time oughta stop
That the winds are gonna come and tell you what you're not
But, oh, everybody's always tellin' you what you're not
And you heard too much

Ooh

All of these dreams, yeah, you wrote them up
All of these dreams, you wrote them up
So when you cry like you do you still know what you ignored
You can cry what you want, but that floor's still the floor
And, hey, there's that notion that time's on a slip
The wind's in your hands and the world sees your ship
But, oh, when has the world, when has the world ever seen you for what you give?
You've seen too much