Lyrics
Never say goodbye to me, you can bleed it
said the teacher in the classroom i think there s something wrong
come on darling
Said the teacher in the classroom i think there s something wrong, never say goodbye to me
Selling band-aids for our sores, an if it s all a waste of time, someone s in the kitchen
Come on darling, cooking hearts over the stove Sleater-Kinney, if it s all a dirty shame
someone s in the kitchen
Cooking hearts over the stove, as long as they don t see it
cause you look so blue
just how did they
If it s all a dirty shame, let s kill some time
yours and mine
Rest your head on this heart of mine, cooking hearts over the stove
let s kill some time
i don t want to be here alone
Let s hang around, gonna spend it Sleater-Kinney, but your desks are too heavy and your walls are too white
your rules are all wrong and it s either run or fight
Rest your head on this heart of mine, selling band-aids for our sores
I m not going to be ignored, as long as they don t see it
Selling band-aids for our sores, i don t want to be here alone
I m still running, said the teacher in the classroom i think there s something wrong
Let s wreck their precious an their perfect town, rest your head on this heart of mine, come on darling
you can bleed it
Just how did they, come on darling
Let s hang around, someone s at the front door Sleater-Kinney, someone s at the front door
I m gonna do it night and day, if it s all a dirty shame, said the teacher in the classroom i think there s something wrong
I m still running, let s wreck their precious an their perfect town What's, i m still running
come on darling
selling band-aids for our sores
Gonna spend it, don t lie to me
cooking hearts over the stove
Never say goodbye to me, don t lie to me Yours, but your desks are too heavy and your walls are too white
Come on darling, someone s in the kitchen, someone s at the front door
let s hang around
You can bleed it, if it s all a dirty shame, if it s all a dirty shame
let s kill some time
Cooking hearts over the stove, as long as they don t see it
an if it s all a waste of time
an if it s all a waste of time
Gonna spend it yours and mine, you can bleed it, cooking hearts over the stove
Selling band-aids for our sores, said the teacher in the classroom i think there s something wrong
Let s hang around, someone s in the kitchen
Come on darling, someone s at the front door