Soft Hands
Sometimes, sometimes I'll make myself cry
All through the night
I hope that's alright
Sometimes, sometimes I'll sleep through the afternoon
It's not that I wanted to
I just can't face the day
But often I'll worry that I'm offering nothing new
They'll say I'm unique just like everyone else can't be true
Say what you want, I can't be hurt
It might be a lie but I think it could work
I faked it and made it, I'm still nowhere close
How come only the bad days follow me home
There's times, there's times I'll swallow my tongue
Having done nothing wrong
Put off what's to come
And I swear on my life I'll keep myself proud
Smile to the crowd
Think of something profound
But often I'll worry that I'm offering nothing new
They'll say I'm unique just like everyone else can't be true
Say what you want, I can't be hurt
It might be a lie but I think it could work
I faked it and made it, I'm still nowhere close
How come only the bad days follow me home
Cause thick skin could save my life
But these soft hands aren't meant to fight
Cause thick skin could save my life
But these soft hands aren't meant to fight
But I'd sooner be falling in love than close myself in
Say what you want, I can't be hurt
It might be a lie but I think it could work
I faked it and made I'm still nowhere close
How come only the bad days follow me home
All through the night
I hope that's alright
Sometimes, sometimes I'll sleep through the afternoon
It's not that I wanted to
I just can't face the day
But often I'll worry that I'm offering nothing new
They'll say I'm unique just like everyone else can't be true
Say what you want, I can't be hurt
It might be a lie but I think it could work
I faked it and made it, I'm still nowhere close
How come only the bad days follow me home
There's times, there's times I'll swallow my tongue
Having done nothing wrong
Put off what's to come
And I swear on my life I'll keep myself proud
Smile to the crowd
Think of something profound
But often I'll worry that I'm offering nothing new
They'll say I'm unique just like everyone else can't be true
Say what you want, I can't be hurt
It might be a lie but I think it could work
I faked it and made it, I'm still nowhere close
How come only the bad days follow me home
Cause thick skin could save my life
But these soft hands aren't meant to fight
Cause thick skin could save my life
But these soft hands aren't meant to fight
But I'd sooner be falling in love than close myself in
Say what you want, I can't be hurt
It might be a lie but I think it could work
I faked it and made I'm still nowhere close
How come only the bad days follow me home
Credits
Writer(s): Archie Christopher Lochhead
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