Dana Fuchs Handful Too Many
HANDFUL TOO MANY
OH YOU TAKE AND YOU TAKE DON’T IT FEEL SO GREAT RUNNING BACK JUST TO SAVE YOUR FACE YOU GIVE AND YOU GIVE JUST TO SAY THAT YOU DID BETTER SAVE SOME FOR THE NEXT TIME YOU FORGET HOW TO LIVE
AND IT’S TOO BAD BABY I KNOW YOUR HEART’S NOT THAT EMPTY BUT YOU’RE A HEARTACHE TOO OFTEN AND A HANDFUL TOO MANY
OH YOU BREAK AND YOU BREAK IT MUST FEEL SO GREAT FALLING APART ON THE BED THAT YOU MADE WHERE YOU DREAM AND YOU DREAM THAT IT’S NEVER TOO LATE TO PICK UP ALL THE PIECES OF THE MESS THAT YOU MADE
AND IT’S TOO BAD BABY I KNOW YOUR HEAD’S NOT THAT EMPTY YOU’RE A HEARTACHE TOO OFTEN AND A HANDFUL TOO MANY A HANDFUL TOO MANY
ALL THE COLORS IN THE WORLD COULD PAINT YOU FAR AWAY FROM THAT SAME DARK CORNER I SAW THE LIGHT IN YOUR WICKED WORDS TRUEST COLORS THAT I EVER HEARD
ALL THE COLORS IN THE WORLD COULD PAINT YOU FAR AWAY FROM THAT SAME DARK CORNER I SAW THE LIGHT IN YOUR WICKED WORDS TRUEST COLORS THAT I EVER HEARD
OH YOU CREEP AND YOU CREEP DON’T YOU FEEL SO CHEAP BREAKIN’ APART EVERYTHING THAT YOU CAN’T KEEP
BUT YOU’LL DREAM AND YOU’LL DREAM THAT IT’S NEVER TOO LATE TO PICK UP ALL THE PIECES PUT ‘EM BACK ON YOUR PLATE
AND IT’S TOO BAD BABY I KNOW YOUR HEAD’S NOT THAT EMPTY YOU’RE A HEARTACHE TOO OFTEN AND A HANDFUL TOO MANY A HANDFUL TOO MANY
ALL THE COLORS IN THE WORLD COULD PAINT YOU FAR AWAY FROM THAT SAME DARK CORNER I SAW THE LIGHT IN YOUR WICKED WORDS TRUEST COLORS THAT I EVER HEARD
ALL THE COLORS IN THE WORLD COULD PAINT YOU FAR AWAY FROM THAT SAME DARK CORNER I SAW THE LIGHT IN YOUR WICKED WORDS TRUEST COLORS THAT I EVER HEARD
YOU’RE A HEARTACHE TOO OFTEN AND A HANDFUL TOO MANY – YOU’RE A HEARTACHE, AND A HANDFUL TOO MANY BABY, YOU MAKE ME DO WRONG, YEAH YOU MAKE ME DO WRONG, WHY, WHY, HOW HOW HOW…
