Hands - Barns Courtney

We watched the bands until the stars burn out the morning sky

You dragged me in became the skin that keeps me warm at night

All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand

I kissed the poison on your lips till I was paralyzed

Now all the chemicals are burning right between my eyes

All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand

I got nothing

So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you

Through every backstreet I will run through

I count the days till I can bring you home

Your hand in my hand

Lets slip away I know a place some where outside of town

I lost your grip out in the rain amongst the raging crowd

And all your numbers started fading, from the back of my hand

I got nothing

So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you

Through every backstreet I will run though

I count the days till I can bring you home

Your hand in my hand, yeah

Woohoo woohoo yeah…

Till I can bring you home

Woohoo woohoo yeah…

Sill I can bring you home

So I’ve been walking I’m gonna find you

Through every backstreet I will run through

I count the days till I can bring you home

Your hand in my hand