Bleachers

You are homesick, I've got cabin fever

Back to your place where we try and reverse all the bad dreams

With our cute schemes

All those bad dreams, oh, they don't hurt me

And I'm older now, I figured it out on my own

And we march in twos

With nowhere to go

And you're cryin', there's no place to start

But chin up my dear

You are the brave heart

Baby, don't you go and caught in the bleachers

Baby, don't you go and get stuck in the house

All the good kids with the bright red cheeks

Are handin' out bunches, kissin' on mouths

Baby, don't you go and caught in the bleachers

Baby, don't you go and get stuck in the house

All the good kids with the bright red cheeks

Are handin' out bunches, kissin' on mouths

In the backyard where you sink and I swim

Took me all night

Just to convince you to dive while you hold both my hands

But you let me go when feet touch the surface

In the mornin'

Your hair is still damp and you're sleepin'

Our pillows are stamped with a chlorine that's itchin' my skin

So you let me go and feet touch the surface

Baby, don't you go and caught in the bleachers

Baby, don't you go and get stuck in the house

All the good kids with the bright red cheeks

Are handin' out bunches, kissin' on mouths

Baby, don't you go and caught in the bleachers

Baby, don't you go and get stuck in the house

All the good kids with the bright red cheeks

Are handin' out bunches, kissin' on mouths

All those bad dreams, oh, they don't hurt me

All those bad dreams, oh, they don't hurt me

All those bad dreams

All those bad dreams

All those bad dreams

Baby, don't you go and caught in the bleachers

Baby, don't you go and get stuck in the house

All the good kids with the bright red cheeks

Are handin' out bunches, kissin' on mouths

Baby, don't you go and caught in the bleachers

Baby, don't you go and get stuck in the house

All the good kids with the bright red cheeks

Are handin' out bunches, kissin' on mouths