Your Hands - Flotsam & Jetsam

Broken hearts, broken jaws

Lowly weekends break tonight

Beaten fools, beaten dogs

Stolen deals, inside jobs

Coldly run fingers through again

Swollen faces, beaten dogs

All turn away and say amen

When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel

When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell

Know a little about nothing

I know two things that’s for sure

I know a bit of everything

Watch em cheating, watch em leave

Going down, going, gone

Watch them buried within reach

Are you knowing what they’re on

When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel

When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell

When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel

When it’s in your heart and you can’t feel you fell

Cheaply spending, cheaply bought

Etherize those bloodshot eyes

Never ending, never caught

Turning heads, turning beds

Sleeping with the blown away

Trading heads, trading beds

Your heart in a bag and thrown away

When it’s in your hands and you can’t feel

When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell

When it’s in your hands but you can’t feel

When it’s in your heart but you can’t feel you fell