The Back of My Hand

I wake up in a bed, floating in my dread
Never left the dream where I find you in between a constant war inside my head
She asked me if I had found somewhere to land
I could've been different, I could've been an honest man

She studied the back of my hand
I knew I was in trouble then
She studied the back of my hand
I knew I was in trouble then

I tried to look away, hoping that you'd say
You wouldn't shed a tear or give into the fear
That would make it all okay
But I'll be leaving soon, on to something new
I could've been different, I could've been an honest man

She studied the back of my hand
I knew I was in trouble then
She studied the back of my hand
I knew I was in trouble then



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Writer(s): Anthony Berumen
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