Bleed in the Backseat

Hoodie up

Eyes red in the backseat

Phone dead

Still scrolling in my head, see

Group chat lit

I’m a ghost in the blue light

Saying I’m fine

‘Cause I’m scared of the real why

I only bleed in the backseat

When nobody’s looking at me (yeah)

Laugh it off in the front row

Cry hard in the nosebleeds

You say you’re here but you pass me

Every time that you walk past me

I only bleed in the backseat

Guess that’s where my heart sleeps

Two missed calls

From my mom and my dealer

One wants love

One just wants me weaker

Therapist text

“Did you try to breathe through it?”

I hit send

Then erase what I really meant

I only bleed in the backseat

When nobody’s looking at me (oh)

Laugh it off in the front row

Cry hard in the nosebleeds

You say you’re here but you pass me

Every time that you walk past me

I only bleed in the backseat

Guess that’s where my heart sleeps

If I opened up the door

Would you stay, would you stay? (yeah)

If I poured it on the floor

Would you wipe it all away?

Same song, same street

Same pain on repeat

Same seat, same scene

Same cut underneath

I only bleed in the backseat

When nobody’s looking at me

Laugh it off in the front row

Cry hard in the nosebleeds

You say you’re here but you pass me

Every time that you walk past me

I only bleed in the backseat

Till the tank runs out on me