Lletres: Dwight Yoakam. Back Of Your Hand.

When you give it up for gone but you're still digging in the mine
And you're staring out the window saying, "Everything will be just fine"
Keeping with the whole affair every word seems out of line
No matter what angle you get it's polished till it shines

You take a guess where I stand
Pick a number from 1 to 2
Take a look at the back of your hand
Just like you know it, you know me too

When you say, "Who the hell am I living with? what just went down?
Where did this come from? Why are all my colors faded brown?
When did he change? What's with the rage?
Who's the dude with the extra roll?
What's the verse, the line, the chapter, the page?"

You take a guess where I stand
Pick a number from 1 to 2
Take a look at the back of your hand
Just like you know it, you know me too

You think you're lost without any place left to go
Like you need one of those kisses long and slow
At first glance it's not what it seems
But there's some things that I just know
Like you take 2 sugars with a splash of cream

You take a guess where I stand
Oh pick a number from 1 to 2
Then take a look at the back of your hand
Just like you know it, you know me too

Yeah, like you know it, you know me too
Just like you know it, you know me too