Cold Dead Hands Lyrics

I'm tired of coloring outside of your lines just to get you to notice me

I'm sick of screaming and crying and fighting so you focus on my sanity

I guess I don't fit

I'm not gonna wait around again for you to quit

Telling me I'm handling this like a little kid

Gonna protect myself just like you never did

If you want my heart, babe

You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands

I guess I got something that she don't have

Not gonna let you take the final stab

You broke my soul to pieces

I was lying in the broken glass

If you wanna break me down this bad

You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands

I took myself back, was my solution

This song will be my retribution

For everything you think you didn't do

And here I thought I'd lose

I guess I don't care

Driving with the wind it's rolling all up in my hair

I'ma let the desert come and dry up all my tears

Gonna face my worst damn fears

It was a shift

Yeah it hurt a little bit

And if you want my heart, babe

You'll have to try a little harder than that

If you want my heart, babe

You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands

I guess I got something that she don't have

Not gonna let you take the final stab

You broke my soul to pieces

I was lying in the broken glass

If you wanna break me down this bad

You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands

Cold dead hands

You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands