Testo Two Hands

It's Tuesday, I can get no relief
Flying out there, hitting on the street
Neighbour waiting, he rates the girls out of ten

Oh, your two good hands
Thinking now I understand
She is something you can't handle
Can't tie down
One pregnant, one polyamorous
"Fuck this", she said and left
You were my "I don't know why" love

Oh, your two good hands
Getting too good at pretend
She is something you can't handle
Can't tie down

Can't tie down
My star fell a little bit
Can't tie down
I'll adjust but that is it
It's not enough to quit
My mother pulled a shark from the sea
And cut her love lines to ribbons
To think that all that happened to me was you

Oh, your two good hands
Never really stood a chance
She is something you can't handle
Can't tie down

To think that they told me to watch out for you
When I'm the one poised to shoot through
No, that sound is heaven snapping shut

Oh, your two good hands
Thinking now I understand
She is something you can't handle
Can't tie down

Can't tie down
I keep my tears to myself
Can't tie down
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A holiday