Was I left behind? Someone tell me
Tell me I survived, and donāt look so surprised
That Iām home, but just for tonight
With rough hands and sore eyes
So donāt speak, I am tired
Letās just live through this lie
She says, I swear too much
She says a lot of things
Well, Iād swear every other word if I could
For her, Iāll make an attempt
Sometimes love isnāt about
How much someone suits you
But how much youāre willing to change to suit them
All my bones are dust
(Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
And my heartās sealed with rust
(Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
These hands will always be rough
(Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
I know this wonāt count for much
(Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
One day my hands were too soft
One day she said, āIām tiredā
One day her clothes were on my floor
One day, empty bottles
Well, Iām not saying sheās my last
Iām just saying that she could have been
It doesnāt matter how rough these hands get
It doesnāt matter ācause Iām not her man
Rough hands, rough days
Rough hands, rough nights
Rough hands, rough season
Rough hands, rough fights
All my bones are dust
(Rough hands, rough days
Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
And my heartās sealed with rust
(Rough hands, rough season
Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
These hands will always be rough
(Rough hands, rough season
Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
I know this wonāt count for much
(Rough hands, rough season
Two people, too damage, too much, too late)
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