Bare Hands

By PUP

On Morbid Stuff

Released on April 5, 2019

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[Verse 1]

Cut me loose in mid-September

I was out of my element

Started buildin' up these walls

Keeping everybody outside of them

Bare hands holding on to the wire


[Verse 2]

Weeks pass, the Earth is turning

Things start swimmin' into focus

Now I'm rolling your words through my cheeks

Like a mouth full of poison

I watch it all go up in a fire


[Chorus]

(Ah) You were feelin' lonely, and you called me

Hopin' I'd be home

(Ah) You're like a bad trip or a sick habit

I shoulda left it alone

You were feelin' lonely, takin' advantage

Knowin' I wouldn't say no (No)

You're just a bad trip, I can't help it

Oh-oh-oh-oh


[Verse 3]

Wake up alone, now it's December

There's snow out in the yard

A cold wind cutting through my jacket

As I drift up the boulevard

That sinkin' feeling creepin' in again

No matter what I try

And I'm just waiting for a signal

I'm just staring down at my

Bare hands holding on to the wire

Good lord, I'm worn out, and I'm always tired

Bare hands holding on to the wire

And I'm always tired


[Chorus]

(Ah) You were feelin' lonely, and you called me

Hopin' I'd be home

(Ah) You're like a bad trip or a sick habit

I shoulda left it alone

You were feelin' lonely, takin' advantage

Knowing I wouldn't say no (No)

You're just a bad trip, I can't help it


[Bridge]

(Ah) You were feelin' lonely

(Ah) And you called me (Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)

(Ah) Takin' advantage

(Ah) You're just a bad trip, I can't help it

Oh-oh-oh-oh


[Outro]

Bare hands holding on to the wire

Bare hands holding on to the wire

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah...