The Back of Your Hand

When you give it up for gone

But your still digging in the mind

And your staring out the window

Saying everything will be just fine

Keepin' with whole affair

Every word seems out of line

No matter what angle you get

Its polished till it shines

Take a guess at where I stand

Pick a number one to two

Take a look at the back of your hand

Just like you know it

You know me too

And when you say who the hell am I living with

What just went down

Where did this come from

Why are all my colors faded brown

When did it change

What's with the rage

Who's the dude with the extrall

What's the verse the line the chapter the page

Take a guess at where I stand

Pick a number one to two

Take a look at the back of your hand

Just like you know it

You know me too

You think your alone without any place left to go

Like you need one of those kisses long and slow

First glance is not what it seems

But there's some things I just know

Like you take two sugars with a splash of cream

You take a guess

Where I stand oh pick a number one to two

Then take a look

Back of your hand

Just like you know it

You know me too

Yeah like you know it

You know me too

Just like you know it

You know me too