Desperate Hands - Jarrod Gorbel

Well, it’s been several hours since our incident

Clothes are torn, glass shattered

It was a year leading up to this event

She had a meltdown, cried wolf can’t be trusted

'Cause you took the biggest knife in the kitchen you could find

Called the police and claimed that I was tryin'

Trying to kill you when in fact I was trying to save your life

You had me trapped in my own apartment

24 hours, dodging clenched fists

Scribbling letters, bidding your friends and family farewell

Desperate hands and a hollow heart

Whiskey unleash the beast starving inside of me

No one will understand us

Feel less like her lover and more like her father

Are you gonna be a good girl?

Can you make me that promise, not to lash out on me?

How is that you made my life a living hell but still find you to be irresistible

Which of my things did you sneak out last night?

In hopes to bring us together one last time

Ransom being the only thing you ever loved

For weeks tend to thank her, the hatred overflow

The following week I needed you the moment I’m alone

Shared my friends before I lost them, my bed, my home, my life

Desperate hands and a hollow heart

Whiskey unleash the beast starving inside of me

No one will understand us

Feel less like her lover and more like her father

Threatened to throw yourself out of the car

In rush hour traffic, 16 miles an hour

Desperate hands and a hollow heart

Whiskey unleash the beast starving inside of me

No one will understand us

Feel less like her lover and more like her father