Hand Habits Nite Life
Honey why are you always running?
Why are you always trying so hard to cover up your tracks?
'Cause lately you're seeming kind of lazy
Don't you know the nite life is no good for you?
It keeps you up, messes with your head
Out here, something's always growing
Something's always hanging low
Waiting on a hand to hold, waiting for another
Oh but last week, I thought I heard your laughter
I thought I saw you cross the street
You were all alone, you were on the phone waiting for that call
Ain't it funny how I knew it all?
