Subb - The Black Hand lyrics

What about those visions inside your head Do they make you cautious of things unsaid What about those hugs and those friendly eyes? And about all your pretty little lies Is it a concession, a capitulation... I have a right to know... tensions and woes... And my jaw hits the floor As you walk out the door It's like the black hand to my throat A scar to remind me you know... this is how it goes... What about the weather What about the storm that is in your head Put the weight on my shoulders If it helps you to believe in the fact You're livin' a lie, you're livin' a lie I've asked myself a hundred times Why do I end up back in line You'll never know how much of this that I can take anyway What about the pressure What about the lies inside of your head What about the pressure What about us now And my jaw hits the floor As you walk out the door It's like the black hand to my throat A scar to remind me you know... And my jaw hits the floor As you walk out the door (this is how it goes) It's like the black hand to my throat A scar to remind me you know... (this is how it goes) This is how it goes This is how it goes This is how it goes This is how it goes This is how it goes