Hands Up - Dead Sara

When you piece it all together

They’re just fragments of imagination

Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated

With your hands up, hands up

Woo

Hands up, Hands up

Hands up, Hands up

Pulling the tulips up by the roots

Shaking off the dirt to get a look at you

Throwing the heartache onto the flame

Landing just where my body lay

And I don’t believe that look in your eye

Give me a reason to even try

Yeah you’re waiting for me to mess it up

Yeah so you can say that you’ve had enough

Well I’ve had enough

As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated

With your hands up, hands up

Yeah you’re waiting for me to mess it up

Yeah well I am

The power to choose or the right to refuse

You said it doesn’t matter but it bothers you

Full blown panic, you were howling at the moon

It’s hard to forget what you never knew

And I don’t believe that look in your eye

Saying nothing said it

Yeah you’re waiting for me to mess it up

Yeah so you can say that you’ve had enough

Well I’ve had enough

As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated

With your hands up, hands up

Yeah you’re waiting for me to mess it up

And I feel frustration

But I couldn’t talk out loud

Clear desperation

I’m blacking out

When you piece it all together

They’re just fragments of imagination

Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated

With your hands up

Yeah you’re waiting for me to mess it up

Yeah so you can say that you’ve had enough

Well I’ve had enough

As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated

With your hands up, hands up

Yeah you’re waiting for me to mess it up

Oh yeah