Hands

My chest sinks in
My heartbeat slows
I feel your skin
Against my own
Unfocused eyes
Dart blindly up
Let you have the keys
And tie me up
He’s letting go
He’s letting go
He’s holding on
And he’s letting go

I’ll stop counting down
If you say when
And you’ll keep track
But don’t forget
That I’m not kind
I’m not kind

And she’ll say a beautiful thing
I need a usable man
You know the time isn’t right
But I’m always turning these hands
You say he’s turning back time
You know you’re so full of shit
You always blink when you lie
You’re always lying a bit

But you’re not mine
And I know that
But when I walk inside
My light always flashes
So I’ll laugh until I cry
And it feels good while it lasts
But I know that I’m not kind
I know that I’m not that good
At holding things inside

Now I’m the onе whose skin is flushed
To you it’s just a little crush
I wish you didn’t makе me feel so happy I could die
And everything blows past me cause
Everyone is in a rush
But I ain’t going nowhere

She said bottle up those feelings
Keep ‘em secret
You won’t need them in my couch
And I don’t need to hear it baby
Sex is really all this is about
I’ve got you wrapped around my neck where everybody loves to see your hanging out
And I don’t need to see it baby
Put your fucking hand over my mouth