Her Space Holiday - Something to Do with My Hands lyrics

You know it k**s me to see such a pretty girl so tired You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile Forget all those places that you've never really been And all those situations you somehow found yourself in Let your body sink into me Like your favorite memory Like a line of poetry Or a f**ing fit of honesty I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south With my old watch on your wrist And my thumbs inside your mouth s** on my fingertips until you k** all my prints So your boyfriend has no clue Of how much I've been touching you My problem with me is my problem with you It doesn't take much For me to come unglued I put my headphones on And hear your favorite songs And it k**s me to know That this won't be one of them You know it saves me to think even for a little while I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear I almost didn't make it This has been my hardest year Your job is k**ing you faster than a cancer could So now you're giving up like they always said you would You've got that old map out now and you found the farthest town You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll settle down I don't care where you move I don't care if it's far All that I ask is that I know where you are In case our timing is right In case you need more from me Than a bit of advice Or a tongue full of sympathy