you are ****** hands
i know you tried to **** the sadness
you hurt because you've been hurt
i don't blame you
what if i said i want to know what keeps you up at night
i could write about how your eyes cause me to blush when i catch you staring
or how you let me find a home within your lungs
this love is desperate
we are trying to fix each other
everyone knows two sad people can't survive together
but you are ****** hands
and the blood is mine