When the light that shines turns bloody red
It`ll distort halos in my head
I hate my hate Oh
When the ones you love turn leave and go
It`ll distort all the things you know
I hate my hate Oh
Stay with me, you`ll understand
I can`t hold you, `cause I`ve got broken hands
When your bestest friends are only blokes
That shows you all the bad things you don`t know
I hate my hate Oh
Stay with me, I think you`ll understand
I can`t hold you `cause I`ve got broken hands
Stay with me and you`ll understand
Look at these fingers I can`t hold you with
Broken hands
I`ve got broken hands
I`ve got broken hands
I`ve got broken hands
I`ve got broken hands