AEF#mDm
Yeah...
AEA
Yeah...
[Verse 1]
AE
I was given these hands; I can make a fist with them
F#mDm
But can't understand how to get a grip with all these
AE
People around; nothing seems to stick with them
F#mDm
They're getting me down, and I pin them insensitive
AEF#m
When they ask me to lend them a hand
Dm
I put it out but then they turn my hand down
[Chorus]
AEA
Oh, why do I take these things around my little empty hands, hands?
A
My empty, empty hands, hands
[Verse 2]
AE
I was given this heart; I help with it stopping
F#mDm
But I can't help it start, start by just agreeing with the
AE
People at large; are they so unappealing?
F#mDm
No, they're just not that smart, and sometimes it's endearing
AE
But not when I ask them to lend me a hand
F#mDm
And they just look down at me like I'm some hand-me-down gown
[Chorus]
AEA
Oh, why do I take these things around my little empty hands, hands?
A
My empty, empty hands
[Bridge]
AE
I was given these eyes; I can't see the truth
F#mDm
But I can feel all the lies, falling through the roof
AE
They're making piles and piles, and after I deduce
F#mDm
I'd say that lies are in style, so it's safe to assume
AE
That if I ask just if you'd care to lend me a hand
F#mDm
You might just say that you do, but really not give a damn, damn, damn, a damn
[Outro]
AE
Oh, why do I take these things around my little empty
F#mDm
Why do I take these things around my little empty
AEA
Why do I take these things around my little empty hands, hands?
A
My empty, empty hands, hands
A
My empty, empty hands
AEF#mDm
Yeah...
AEA
Yeah...