Oh
Yeah
When the light that shines turns bloody red
It'll distort halos in my head
I hate my hate, oh
Ooh, when the ones you love turn leave and go
It'll distort all the things you know
I hate my hate, oh
Stay with me, you'll understand
I can't hold you, 'cause I've got broken hands
When your bestest friends are only blokes
That shows you all the bad things you don't know
I hate my hate, oh
Stay with me, I think you'll understand
I can't hold you 'cause I've got broken hands
Ah
Stay with me, you'll understand
Look at these fingers that can't hold you with
Broken hands
I've got broken hands
I've got broken hands
I've got broken hands
I've got broken hands