Lyrics

Two Hands Tied
Copyright 2002 Stanley Recordings and Courtney Fairchild
Published by Triple Carpet Publishing (ASCAP)

Sit behind me in the cold
Make something out of nothing
Torn and bleeding, tasting sweet
In the middle of your night,
The middle of my morning
Then Sunday paper in Saturday
You didn?t have a word
Just traveled the myth of me
Attention too long gone
But we led each other out
And no, I don?t think it extraordinary
We just played our parts
We played our roles
We played each other out well

Now I?m tied and bitter
Bound to home,
I close the door and sigh
I count these losses on two hands tied
Two hands tied

I always forget the spider inked on your back
Until my eyes fall over lost terrain
Just want to clear a few things up
All this black ink bleeding over the spaces where we?d meet
You always thought me untouchable, a broken pane
But I was still intact back then
And I always forget
It?s too late for this
Yeah, I always forget
But I won?t forget again

Now I?m tied and bitter
Bound to home,
I close the door and sigh
I count these losses on two hands tied
Two hands tied

4 a.m., cigarette
Let the match burn to my fingers
Take you to the doors and watch you go
Knowing, you not knowing
That soon you?ll take back your words
That last kiss
Sometimes I wake up cold and blind
And wonder if you even remember those black and whites
Of you in your dress, me, a cowboy hat
Taken before I forgot
Taken before I watched you go

Now I?m tied and bitter
Bound to home,
I close the door and sigh
Count these little losses on two hands tied
And yeah, I said, my eyes turn green when I cry
I Count these losses on two hands tied
Two hands tied

Wrote this all on a blank wall of an empty room
Waiting for forever, all I seem to do
Is wait for forever and count you a loss
One last smile, I pick up and move on
I count you a loss, and move on