Cold Hands

This isn’t a song about rebellion… it’s about being trapped. About knowing exactly what’s breaking you, and still going back for one more. For anyone who’s ever said “this is the last time”… and didn’t mean it by morning, this is “Cold Hands.” Lyrics : Wake up shaking, taste like dust (mm… yeah…) Mirror says, “girl, who you trust?” (not you…) Mascara running, last night’s sin (ohh…) Said I’d quit… here we go again (again… again…) Bedsheets whisper what I did (don’t I know…) Promises cheap, I never bid (mm…) Got good intentions in my head (yeah…) But they don’t make it outta bed (no, no…) I tell myself I’m in control (mm, I know…) Then I go and sell my soul (don’t lie…) (mm… here it comes…) These cold hands got a hold on me (cold hands…) Pull me back where I swore I’d never be (hold on me…) I say “no more” — then I light that flame again (God knows I tried…) These cold hands… they my only friend (only friend… friend…) (no, no, no…) (don’t let go…) (yeah… yeah…) Pawned my Sundays, sold my name (mm… yeah…) Every high just feels the same (same old…) Mama don’t call no more these days (don’t call…) Says she’s tired of my “I’ll change” (yeah, right…) Friends don’t knock, they learned their part (I know…) Don’t pick up when I fall apart (mm…) Writing letters I won’t send (no return…) Signed “your daughter”… no return (no, no…) I play strong but I fold so fast (mm… I know…) Future gone, I’m built on past (don’t lie…) (mm… here it comes…) These cold hands got a hold on me (cold hands…) Drag me down like gravity (hold on me…) I say “this time” - yeah, I mean it then (I tried…) These cold hands… they my only friend (only friend… friend…) (no, no, no…) (don’t let go…) Don’t need saving - that’s my line (you do…) Say it loud while I’m losing mine (yeah you are…) Make my deals with God at night (every night…) Break ’em all by morning light (mm…) If heaven’s tired, I don’t blame (mmm…) I keep dancing with the same old flame (same old…) Love me wrong but they don’t pretend (ohh…) These cold hands… don’t leave me again (don’t leave me…) These cold hands got a hold on me (cold hands… cold hands…) Even when I try to leave (don’t leave me…) I say “one last” - then I’m back again (just one more…) These cold hands… they my only friend (only friend… friend…) (no, no, no…) (I can’t quit…) (don’t let go…) (yeah yeah…) Yeah they hold me… tighter than I do (mmm… stay…) Yeah they love me… more than I do (I do… I do…)