| Broken hearts, broken jaws
|
| Lowly weekends break tonight
|
| Beaten fools, beaten dogs
|
| Stolen deals, inside jobs
|
| Coldly run fingers through again
|
| Swollen faces, beaten dogs
|
| All turn away and say amen
|
| When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel
|
| When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell
|
| Know a little about nothing
|
| I know two things that’s for sure
|
| I know a bit of everything
|
| Watch em cheating, watch em leave
|
| Going down, going, gone
|
| Watch them buried within reach
|
| Are you knowing what they’re on
|
| When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel
|
| When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell
|
| When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel
|
| When it’s in your heart and you can’t feel you fell
|
| Cheaply spending, cheaply bought
|
| Etherize those bloodshot eyes
|
| Never ending, never caught
|
| Turning heads, turning beds
|
| Sleeping with the blown away
|
| Trading heads, trading beds
|
| Your heart in a bag and thrown away
|
| When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel
|
| When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell
|
| When it’s in your hands but you can’t feel
|
| When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell |