Shaky Hands

Leave me behind, and you'll remain right at the start.
Tired of rest, and trying to find my mind.
The man above lost my faith when I lost your heart.
Do you feel safe hiding from the dangers of this love?

Beautiful brush no longer steadied by our hands.
Our work of art was nothing but counterfeit.

Life is a breeze with some alcohol and pills.
The world spins, when my mind is at ease.
Trying to hesitate, but the thought gives me the chills.
Guess I should move on, but for you I'd rather wait.

Beautiful brush no longer steadied by our hands.
Our work of art was nothing but counterfeit.

I believe our masterpiece was the love we never had,
we had to much canvas, and to little paint.

Beautiful brush no longer steadied by our hands.
Our work of art was nothing but counterfeit.

I believe our rough drafts were the best we ever had,
proofread and edited grew our love so faint.