Red Hands
Even if you'd never stray from me
I'd question your fidelity
There'd always be a shroud of suspicion
And my heart's a liability
With your hands marooned so freshly red
You'd wrap your lips around my neck
Tried forced to love the thought of me
Simple motions make me ill
Was it bitter when you tossed and turned on his undercover mattress?
Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good
Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me
He's so much better, they're all much better
Take off your sweater, your shoes and your shirt and get to work
Maybe this is just a work of art
Scripted players in a play of lust
Hope the end is well worth waiting for
Everything you wished it be
Was it bitter when you tossed and turned on his undercover mattress?
Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good
Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me
He's so much better, they're all much better
Take off your sweater, your shoes and your shirt and get to work
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed
My darling, I would never say those words to you
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
On display for you to see I'm on display
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed
My darling, I would never say those words to you
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
On display for you to see I'm on display
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed
My darling, I would never say those words to you
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
On display for you to see I'm on display
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
I'd question your fidelity
There'd always be a shroud of suspicion
And my heart's a liability
With your hands marooned so freshly red
You'd wrap your lips around my neck
Tried forced to love the thought of me
Simple motions make me ill
Was it bitter when you tossed and turned on his undercover mattress?
Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good
Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me
He's so much better, they're all much better
Take off your sweater, your shoes and your shirt and get to work
Maybe this is just a work of art
Scripted players in a play of lust
Hope the end is well worth waiting for
Everything you wished it be
Was it bitter when you tossed and turned on his undercover mattress?
Did it feel so good? Hope it felt so good
Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me
He's so much better, they're all much better
Take off your sweater, your shoes and your shirt and get to work
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed
My darling, I would never say those words to you
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
On display for you to see I'm on display
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed
My darling, I would never say those words to you
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
On display for you to see I'm on display
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Because you can't be caught red-handed if you're not red-handed
My darling, I would never say those words to you
I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve
On display for you to see I'm on display
Oh my God, what have I done?
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Now, my darling, put your clothes back on
Credits
Writer(s): Casey Blue Crescenzo
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Other Album Tracks
- The Death and the Berth
- The Procession
- The Lake and the River
- The Oracles on the Delphi Express
- The Church and the Dime
- The Bitter Suite I and II: Meeting Ms. Leading and Through the Dime
- The Bitter Suite III: Embrace
- Smiling Swine
- Evicted
- Blood of the Rose
All Album Tracks: Act II: The Meaning of, And All Things Regarding Ms. Leading >
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