Me: I keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding, looooove!
Andy: Dude, how many times are we going to listen to this song on one trip?
Me: We’re on our way back home. That’s a separate trip.
Andy rolls his eyes.
Andy: You know, this is kind of a violent song.
Me: Are you kidding me?
Andy: “You cut me open and I keep bleeding”?
Me: It’s a metaphor!
Andy: Well, metaphor or not, if someone cuts you and you keep bleeding, KEEP KEEP bleeding, then you’re going to bleed to death.