Hands

We watched the bands until the stars burn out the morning sky
You dragged me in became the skin that keeps me warm at night
All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand
I kissed the poison on your lips till I was paralyzed
Now all the chemicals are burning right between my eyes
All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand
I got nothing
So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you
Through every backstreet I will run through
I count the days till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand
Lets slip away I know a place some where outside of town
I lost your grip out in the rain amongst the raging crowd
And all your numbers started fading, from the back of my hand
I got nothing
So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you
Through every backstreet I will run though
I count the days till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand, yeah
Woohoo woohoo yeah…
Till I can bring you home
Woohoo woohoo yeah…
Sill I can bring you home
So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you
Through every backstreet I will run through
I count the days till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand