The Back of Your Hand

thinking back to the way it all began
that i already knew what i know now
except blinded by possibility

you took a chance yeah you went out of your way
you showed your cards enough to make me stay
you opened me up to a pretty little thing

just as the fools rush in you won me over
i was right where you wanted me to be
but then you skipped town guessing I would figure it out
and so you fade away

brush off the rest of my heart
with the back of your hand let’s say
there’s no use in crying when it’s over
the rest of my heart
with the back of your hand let’s say

everybody changes nothing lasts forever
send it in a postcard write it in a letter
so next time i hope you tell him at least when it’s over
cause my door will be closed a while
and i’m turning the key

brush off the rest of my heart
with the back of your hand let’s say
there’s no use in crying when it’s over
the rest of my heart
with the back of your hand let’s say