Weak Hands

I WATCHED YOU WALK INTO A DESPERATE DAY

I OFTEN TRY BUT IN A DIFFERENT WAY

BUT YOU FOUND THE KEY TO THE LOCK IN YOUR BRAIN

I WATCHED YOU TALK BUT IN A DIFFERENT SPACE

YOU SAY THE SAME WORDS TO A DIFFERENT FACE

WHILE YOU REPLACE THE BLOOD IN EVERY VEIN

WHAT AN EASY WAY TO FACE THE DAY BEFORE YOU STARTED TO DECAY

AT A FASTER PACE THAN YOU COULD EVER BOUNCE BACK FROM IN TIME TO START THE CHASE

FOR WHAT YOU CAN’T TASTE BUT ALWAYS CRAVE

AND IT’S ALWAYS LATE AND YOU ALWAYS SAY

THAT YOUR ON YOUR WAY BUT YOUR ON YOU WAY

TO ANOTHER PLACE THAT YOU CAN’T STAY

I’D LIKE TO SAY THAT THIS IS THE LAST OF THIS GAME

BUT I KNOW HOW YOU GET WHEN YOU START TO PLAY

WITH ONE FOOT OUT THE DOOR ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE

I WATCHED YOU WALK AWAY AS QUICK AS YOU CAME

YOU TALK A LOT ABOUT HOW THINGS ARE THE SAME

AS WHEN YOU THOUGHT YOU COULDN’T EVER ESCAPE

WITH ME IN YOUR WAY

WHEN A PERFECT DAY TO FINISH SLIPPING AWAY

FROM WHAT YOU WANTED TO WATCH DISINTEGRATE

IS A FIT OF RAGE YOU SAT AND RATTLED THE CAGE

YOU MADE TO HIDE YOUR FACE AWAY