Back Of My Hand

Mother

You protect me

You always told me

I would grow

I was broken-hearted

I was always left alone

And I'd make out

With the back of my hand

I'd pretend it's a man

I'd pretend it's a man

And I'd make out

With the back of my hand

I'd pretend it's a man

I'd pretend it's a man

They'd call me

The odd man out and

The little doormat

The ugly ducky

Always left behind

And always trying to make them laugh

And I'd make out

With the back of my hand

I'd pretend it's a man

I'd pretend it's a man

And I'd make out

With the back of my hand

I'd pretend it's a man

I'd pretend it's a man

Oh I know you've been there too

Yes I know you've been there too

Oh I know you've been there too

Yes I know...

And I'd make out

With the back of my hand

I'd pretend it's a man

I'd pretend it's a man

And I'd make out

With the back of my hand

I'd pretend it's a man

I'd pretend it's a man

We all make out with the back of our hands

We pretend it's a man

We pretend it's a man...