The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

Your love, your love, love Why don't you give me your love? Your love, love, your love, your love Give me your love Your love, love So give me your love, I need it Give me your love, I need it, oh yeah, oh yeah Give me your heart, I'm bleeding Uh, uh,

For all the times you left me bleeding Clouded, weakened by the haze Cut of my pride, enough to forgive Reconcile, back to square nothing It seems I lost my direction Don't have the strength to let it slip Have no desire for the shore Just let me play

Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again? I said I played this song So many times before That the melody keeps repeating Growing new ideas Flowing chords and notes Like a mountain river bleeding Well, I say as I look back And all the thoughts I've had

You choose your path. Don't shift the blame. You ran your course. You lost sight of your aim. Wrong choices linger, Like scars remain Long after the bleeding stops. There's nowhere left to hide from the shame. Never again.

Cast out, buried in a hole Struck down, forcing me to fall Destroyed, giving up the fight Well, I know I'm not alright I'm not part of your elite I'm just alright Class structure waving colors Bleeding from my throat Not subservient to you I'm just

Yeah, she's doing it all the time And now she's doing it all the time The straight lines, they unwind you She does a little thing with her eyes that says, "We're off soon" She says the bleeding's incidental 'cause she's so cool She said, "I'm no fun if

Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful I know that it hurts sometimes, but it's beautiful Working every day, now you're bleeding through your cuticles Passing through a portal as you're sittin' in your cubicle Tryna keep your cool at your

California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight I'm not the billionaire class I'm from San Lorenzo

You're strumming on my heart strings Like you were a grade eight but I never felt this way, I'll pick your feet up off of the ground And never ever let you down Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, And I'll never let you down I'm never gonna