Dear Hunter 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
