broken hands

when the light that shines turns bloody red

it'll distort halos in my head

i hate my hate oh

when the ones you love turn leave and go

it'll distort all the things you know

i hate my hate oh

stay with me

you'll understand

i can't hold you

'cause i've got broken hands

when your bestest friends are only blokes

that shows you all the bad things you don't know

i hate my hate oh

stay with me

i think you'll understand

i can't hold you 'cause i've got broken hands

stay with me and you'll understand

look at these fingers i can't hold you with

broken hands

i've got broken hands

i've got broken hands

i've got broken hands

i've got broken hands