Bleachers is a New York-based American indie pop act formed by Fun's member, Jack Antonoff.
Don’t Take the Money - Bleachers
Album: Gone Now
genre: Indie Pop Indie Rock
Somebody broke me once
Love was a currency
A shimmering balance act
I think that I laughed at that
And I saw your face and hands
Colored in sun and then
I think I understand
Will I understand?
Will we fight, stay up late?
In my dreams, I’m to blame
Different sides of the bed
Roll your eyes, shave my head
Now we’re stuck in the storm
We were born to ignore
And all I got is a chance to just sit
(I’m in love and you’ve got me, runaway)
You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets
Your hand forever’s all I want
Don’t take the money
Don’t take the money
I slept on my own those nights
Was still in my parents’ house
And I cut off my t-shirt sleeves
And claim a new continent
‘Til I saw your face and hands
Covered in sun and then
I think I understand
Will I understand?
Will we fight, stay up late?
In my dreams, I’m to blame
Different sides of the bed
Roll your eyes, shake my head
Now we’re stuck in the storm
We were born to ignore
And all I got is a chance to just sit
(I’m in love and you’ve got me, runaway)
You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets
Your hand forever’s all I want
Don’t take the money
Don’t take the money
(I’m in love and you’ve got me, runaway)
You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets
Your hand forever’s all I want
Don’t take the money
Don’t take the money
(I’m in love and you’ve got me, runaway)
When you’re looking at your shadow
Standing on the edge of yourself
Praying on the darkness
Just don’t take the money
Dreaming of an easy
Waking up without weight now
And you’re looking at the heartless
Just don’t take the money
You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets
Your hand forever’s all I want
Don’t take the money
Well, don’t take the money
(I’m in love and you’ve got me, runaway)
You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets
Your hand forever’s all I want
Don’t take the money
Don’t take the money
Just don’t take the money
Just don’t take the money
Just don’t take the money
Just don’t take the money
Photo credit: Bleachers
Lyrics added by Roxanna
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- Video Direction: Lena Dunham
- Publishing: RCA Records
- Co-Production: Jack Antonoff
- Composition: Antonoff and Yelich-O'Connor
- Vocals: Jack Antonoff and Lorde
- Release Date: 31 March 2017