Who I Want You To Love (Bleachers)

Tired of chasing my dreams They're always twisting I always scream To follow down the strangest roads In back seats indoors I will love what you want me to love I will bleed when you want me to bleed But I don't want to know too much of anything Because it all hurts me Come on, don't push me down that road I'm always twisting, always sold To follow, all made up how you'd like I'm back seats, indoors