Red Hands

Even if you never strayed from me

I'd question your fidelity

There'd always be a shroud of suspicion

And my heart's a liability

With your hands marooned so freshly red

You'd wrap your lips around my neck

Try and forced to love the thought of me

Simple motions make me ill

Was it bitter when you tossed and turned

On an under covered mattress did it feel so good hope it felt so good

Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me

It's so much better, they're all much better

Take off your sweater, your shoes, and your shirt and get to work

Maybe this is just a work of art

Scripted players in a play of lust

Hope the endings well worth waiting for

And everything you wished it be

Was it bitter when you tossed and turned

On an under covered mattress did it feel so good hope it felt so good

Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me

It's so much better, you're all much better

Take off your sweater, your shoes, and your shirt and get to work

Oh my god what have I done?

Now my darling put your clothes back on

Oh my god what have I done?

Now my darling put your clothes back on

'Cause you can't be caught red-handed

If you're not red-handed

My darling if I ever said those words to you

I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve

A display for you to see, I'm on display

'Cause you can't be caught red-handed

If you're not red-handed

My darling I would never say those words to you

I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve

A display for you to see, I'm on display

Oh my god what have I done?

Now my darling put your clothes back on

Oh my god what have I done?

Now my darling put your clothes back on

Now my darling put your clothes back on

'Cause you cant be caught red-handed if your not red-handed

My darling I would never say those words to you

I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve

A display for you to see, I'm on display

Oh my god what have I done?

Now my darling put your clothes back on