Red Hands - The Dear Hunter

Even if you never strayed from me

I’d question your fidelity

There’d always be a shroud of suspicion

And my heart’s a liability

With your hands marooned so freshly red

You’d wrap your lips around my neck

Try and forced to love the thought of me

Simple motions make me ill

Was it bitter when you tossed and turned

On his under cover mattress?

Did it feel so good?

Hope it felt so good

Don’t know what I’d do if you lost sleep over little old me

He’s so much better

They’re all much better

Take off your sweater your shoes and your shirt

And get to work

Maybe this is just a work of art

Scripted players in a play of lust

Hope the end is well worth waiting for

Everything you wished it be

Was it bitter when you tossed and turned

On his under cover mattress?

Did it feel so good?

Hope it felt so good

Don’t know what I’d do if you lost sleep over little old me

He’s so much better

They’re all much better

Take off your sweater your shoes and your shirt

And get to work

Oh my god what have I done

Now my darling put your clothes back on

Because you can’t be caught red handed if you’re not red handed

My darling I would never say those words to you

I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve

On display for you to see I’m on display

(Oh my god what have I done)

(Now my darling put your clothes back on)

(Now my darling put your clothes back on)

Because you can’t be caught red handed if you’re not red handed

My darling I would never say those words to you

I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve

On display for you to see I’m on display

(Oh my god what have I done?)

(Now my darling put your clothes back on)