Burned Up Hands Songtext
von Treelines

The night was an old stray dog
It was bitter and cold
Lonely and hard as stone
She walked with the world on her shoulders
As the night crept in colder and colder
But with each step through the rain
There rose a melancholic refrain

That sang, "You′re all alone"
That sang, "You're all alone"

He′s older and wiser and bored
As a younger man he lived by the sword
'Til he found out that love was a knife
And got cut one too many times


The table was slightly romantic
But the scene placed upon it was tragic
She tried so hard not to need
He spent all night trying not to bleed

They both longed for the sun in the morning
A bath in the afternoon
The sweet kind of recklessness
Innocent both in youth

Before that hole in her heart
Before he found out that love was sharp

Well, he could relight the fire
But he'd come back with burned up hands
And she could relight the fire
But she′d come back with burned up hands
And they could relight the fire
But they′d come back with burned up hands