Hands Up

(альбом: Ain't It Tragic - 2021)

When you piece it all together
They're just fragments of imagination
Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up

Woo

Hands up, Hands up
Hands up, Hands up

Pulling the tulips up by the roots
Shaking off the dirt to get a look at you
Throwing the heartache onto the flame
Landing just where my body lay

And I don't believe that look in your eye
Give me a reason to even try

Yeah you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah so you can say that you've had enough
Well I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah you're waiting for me to mess it up

Yeah well I am
The power to choose or the right to refuse
You said it doesn't matter but it bothers you
Full blown panic, you were howling at the moon
It's hard to forget what you never knew

And I don't believe that look in your eye
Saying nothing said it

Yeah you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah so you can say that you've had enough
Well I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah you're waiting for me to mess it up

And I feel frustration
But I couldn't talk out loud
Clear desperation
I'm blacking out

When you piece it all together
They're just fragments of imagination
Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up

Yeah you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah so you can say that you've had enough
Well I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah you're waiting for me to mess it up

Oh yeah