Directed by Jack Dishel Animation created & directed by Chris Tucci Archival footage & photos by Ilya Spektor Cinematography by George Wieser Classical piece: Sonatina 1st Movement Written by Aram Khachaturian Performed by Regina Spektor Regina is on tour this spring! Dates at http://reginaspektor.com/ Her new album "Remember Us To Life" is out now: https://wbr.ec/rutl Connect with Regina at: http://reginaspektor.com/ http://facebook.com/reginaspektor http://twitter.com/respektor http://instagram.com/reginaspektor Lyrics: What you got on tap I’ll take two of that I’m chasing a story I heard When I was here last At the back of the class You pretended you never got lost Yeah at the back of the class In the back of the bus Sitting out at the dance Always saying no thanks When they see you around You look down at the ground But when they walk away You wish they’d stayed… Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart You can’t help but stare at everyone there It’s you versus everyone else Your outfit’s a crime You feel their cold minds Placing you under arrest And you serve your time Drinking all night long Staring at the walls Of your jail-like home Listening to that song ’Cause it hurts just right Till everything is gone tonight… Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Someday you’ll grow up And then you’ll forget All of the pain you endured Until you walk by a sad pair of eyes And up will come back all the hurt And you’ll see their pain As they look away And you want to help But there’s just no way ’Cause you’ve won the war So it’s not your turn But everything inside still burns… Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart Never never mind, bleeding heart, bleeding heart Never never mind your bleeding heart How long must I wait… ’til you learn that it’s not too late How long must I cry… ’til you know that you really tried How long must I try… ’til you learn that dreaming’s hard How long must I dream… ’til you heal your bleeding heart Never mind your bleeding heart…