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Track: Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call
Artist: Bleachers
Album: Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call

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Name: Bleachers
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Bleachers is an American indie pop act based in New York City. It is the official stage name of songwriter and record producer Jack Antonoff, who is also part of the bands Steel Train and Fun. Antonoff performs the majority of the instrumentation in-studio, he is accompanied by a band for live performances.

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LYRICS

To the tempo of your uptight
Is the flicker of a street light
You know this moment don't ya
And time is strangely calm now
'Cause everybody's gone it's
Just you and your anger

Oh golden boy don't act like you were kind
You were mine but you were awful every time

So don't tell them what you told me
Don't hold me like you know me
I would rather burn forever

But you should know that I died slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What to happened to you
Why you're out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don't call

You really left me on the line kid
Holding all your baggage
You know I'm not your father
Who says welcome to your uptight
While it flickers like a street light
He flickers through your damage

Oh golden boy you shined a light on our home
And at your best you were magic we were sold
But don't tell em what you told me
Don't even tell em that you know me
I would rather burn forever

But you should know that I died slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you
Why you're out on your own
Merry Christmas
Please don't call

One ticket out of your heavy gaze
I want one ticket off of your carousel
I want one ticket out of your heavy gaze
I want one ticket off of your carousel

But you should know that I die slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you
Why you're out on your own
Merry Christmas
Please don't call
Merry Christmas
I'm not yours at all
Merry Christmas
Please don't call me

Please don't call me
Please don't call me
Please don't call me