IDLE HANDS
Emotional Bridges: Navigating Love and Loss in Scott Cameron's IDLE HANDS
Lyrics
I feel your eyes bore into the base of my skull
I sense intense scrutiny from your gaze at the back of my head
With fervent urgency
With passionate urgency
Some girl on my arm laughing, joking
A girl accompanies me, laughing and joking
As she beats me at some table drinking game
She defeats me in a drinking game at some table
I'm a cold shoulder, you're an old friend
I am distant and unresponsive, while you are a familiar friend
Face the fight in the living room trend
We confront our issues in the prevailing trend of the living room
I cross my heart as I count to ten
I make a sincere promise as I count to ten
I hope to see you here again
I wish to encounter you again in the future
My idle hands don't feel you here
My inactive hands fail to sense your presence
Touch me and watch me bleed
Touch me, and you'll witness my vulnerability
I could, and I would, I should have
I had the capability, willingness, and should have acted differently
Brushed off idle hands
Neglected to address unproductive actions or thoughts
I feel so high burning bridges by commission
I feel elevated, severing connections deliberately
From thoughts intrusively
These thoughts intrude forcefully
Who knows where I'll go and hang my hat
Uncertain where I'll find solace or settle
If not on those eyes
Except in those eyes
There's pressure behind mine
There's pressure building up behind my eyes
I'm a cold shoulder, you're an old friend
I am distant and unresponsive, while you are a familiar friend
Face the fight in the living room trend
We confront our issues in the prevailing trend of the living room
I cross my heart and I count to ten
I make a sincere promise, counting to ten again
I hope to see you here again
I wish to encounter you again in the future
My idle hands don't feel you here
My inactive hands fail to sense your presence
Touch me and watch me bleed
Touch me, and you'll witness my vulnerability
If I could, then I would, I should have
If I had the ability, I would have, and I should have acted differently
Dust off idle hands
Neglected to address unproductive actions or thoughts
Would you believe the words
Would you trust the words I say?
If I told you I was hurting?
If I confessed that I'm in pain
Would you believe the words
Would you trust the words I say?
If I told you I was hurting?
If I confessed that I'm in pain
Oh I know that you're hurting
Oh, I understand that you're in pain
My idle hands don't feel you here
My inactive hands fail to sense your presence
Touch me and watch me bleed
Touch me, and you'll witness my vulnerability
If I could, then I would, I should have
If I had the ability, I would have, and I should have acted differently
Brushed off idle hands
Neglected to address unproductive actions or thoughts
Dust off idle hands
-Worn out my idle hands
I've exhausted my unproductive actions or thoughts
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