It's Tuesday I can I get no relief
Flying out there
Hitting on the street
Neighbour waiting
He rates the girls out of ten
Oh, your two good hands
Thinking that I understand
She is something that you can't handle
Can't tie down
One pregnant, one polyamorous
"Fuck this", she said and left
You were my "I don't know why" love
Oh, your two good hands
Getting too good at pretend
She is something that you can't handle
Can't tie down
Can't tie down
My star fell a little bit
Can't tie down
I'll adjust but that is it
It's not enough to quit
My mother pulled the shark from the sea
And cut her love lines to ribbons
To think that all that happened to me was you
Oh, your two good hands
Never really stood a chance
She is something that you can't handle
Can't tie down
To think that they told me to watch out for you
When I'm the one poised to shoot through
No that sound is heaven snapping shut
Oh, your two good hands
Thinking that I understand
She is something that you can't handle
Can't tie down
Can't tie down
I keep my tears to myself
Can't tie down
I'm not [?] motel
A holiday