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Hands Like Houses
Hurricane

[Verse 1]
I’m bound up and broken, caught out in the open
Tape over my mouth with so much left unsaid
Like gathering thunder, we spoke over each other
Now strangers tied to opposite sides of the bed

[Pre-Chorus]
You say that I’m careless, unkind and defensive
When all I want is someone there to hold me close
I don’t mean to be heartless, I’m trying my hardest
To think before I speak, but I’m voiceless

[Chorus]
I’ll bide my time
Watch the hurricane blow by and the clouds run dry
I’ll bite my tongue
And hold on ’til my hands go numb, or the quiet comes

[Verse 2]
Soaked through to my skin but I don’t feel any different
I’m a shivering mess of doubt and recklessness
I know it’s my fault I’m stuck out here in the cold
But it’s hard letting go of what I wish you’d said

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause you told me I’m careless, unkind and defensive
When all I want is someone there to hold me close
[Chorus]
I’ll bide my time
Watch the hurricane blow by and the clouds run dry
I’ll bite my tongue
And hold on ’til my hands go numb, or the quiet comes

[Bridge]
Don’t tell me I’m broken (As I’m blowing out to sea)
Don’t leave me high and dry (It’s swirling over me)
As I spin in slow motion (A tide of chattering teeth)
Unravel and unwind

White-knuckled, nails torn from grasping the boards
As the storm rages inside of me
Opened my mouth, tried to force something out
But I’m just too exhausted to speak

[Chorus]
I’ll bide my time, watch the hurricane blow by
And the clouds run dry
I’ll bite my tongue
And hold on ’til my hands go numb
Or the quiet comes

I’ll bide my time, watch the hurricane blow by
And the clouds run dry
I’ll bite my tongue
And hold on ’til my hands go numb
Or the quiet comes