A E F#m Dm Yeah...A E A Yeah... [Verse 1]A E I was given these hands; I can make a fist with themF#m Dm But can't understand how to get a grip with all theseA E People around; nothing seems to stick with themF#m Dm They're getting me down, and I pin them insensitiveA E F#m When they ask me to lend them a handDm I put it out but then they turn my hand down [Chorus]A E A Oh, why do I take these things around my little empty hands, hands?A My empty, empty hands, hands[Verse 2]A E I was given this heart; I help with it stoppingF#m Dm But I can't help it start, start by just agreeing with theA E People at large; are they so unappealing?F#m Dm No, they're just not that smart, and sometimes it's endearingA E But not when I ask them to lend me a handF#m Dm And they just look down at me like I'm some hand-me-down gown [Chorus]A E A Oh, why do I take these things around my little empty hands, hands?A My empty, empty hands [Bridge]A E I was given these eyes; I can't see the truthF#m Dm But I can feel all the lies, falling through the roofA E They're making piles and piles, and after I deduceF#m Dm I'd say that lies are in style, so it's safe to assumeA E That if I ask just if you'd care to lend me a handF#m Dm You might just say that you do, but really not give a damn, damn, damn, a damn [Outro]A E Oh, why do I take these things around my little emptyF#m Dm Why do I take these things around my little emptyA E A Why do I take these things around my little empty hands, hands?A My empty, empty hands, handsA My empty, empty handsA E F#m Dm Yeah...A E A Yeah...
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