Get Yr Hands Out Of My Grave

Does absence make the heart grow fonder

Or does time heal all?

It's a hard question to ask

On a long-distance call

While beaten by selfish urges

My mind recalls

The cheated, the blind

The most virtuous of all

The lines of battle

Could've been drawn two years ago

But where were you?

Get your hands out of my grave

There is no future

There is just one long past

But I won't cry

I'll pretend like I don't mind

Does absence make the heart grow fonder

Or does time heal all?

It's a hard question to ask

On a long-distance call

While beaten by selfish urges

My mind recalls

The cheated, the blind

The most virtuous of all

The only message

Is the one that never gets through

It's only lies

Seems to me it's only lies

You were drawn to me

But I'll never be drawn to you

And you know why...

Get your hands out of my grave