Regina Spektor - "Bleeding Heart" [Official Audio] video free download

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Lyrics:

What you got on tap

I’ll take two of that

I’m chasing a story I heard

When I was here last

At the back of the class

You pretended you never got lost

Yeah at the back of the class

In the back of the bus

Sitting out at the dance

Always saying no thanks

When they see you around

You look down at the ground

But when they walk away

You wish they’d stay . . .

Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart

Never never mind your bleeding heart

Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart

Never never mind your bleeding heart

You can’t help but stare at everyone there

It’s you versus everyone else

Your outfit’s a crime

You feel their cold minds

Placing you under arrest

And you serve your time

Drinking all night long

Staring at the walls

Of your jail-like home

Listening to that song

’Cause it hurts just right

Till everything is gone tonight . . .

Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart

Never never mind your bleeding heart

Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart

Never never mind your bleeding heart

Someday you’ll grow up

And then you’ll forget

All of the pain you endured

Until you walk by a sad pair of eyes

And up will come back all the hurt

And you’ll see their pain

As they look away

And you want to help

But there’s just no way

’Cause you’ve won the war

So it’s not your turn

But everything inside still burns . . .

Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart

Never never mind your bleeding heart

Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart

Never never mind your bleeding heart

How long must I wait. . .

’til you learn that it’s not too late

How long must I cry. . .

’til you know that you really tried

How long must I try. . .

’til you learn that dreaming’s hard

How long must I dream…

’til you heal your bleeding heart

Never mind your bleeding heart. . .