Back Of My Hand
https://suno.com/song/2f7e6817-d78c-47a5-b347-33df80fb2d4f
V1
I know her coffee, black with a burn
Know which old records she won’t let turn
Know how she laughs when she’s half-mad drunk
And the lies she tells when the truth gets sunk
I know that silence she hides behind
Like a loaded gun she won’t unwind
I can read her face like a roadside sign
But the fine print changes every time
Pre
Yeah I’ve mapped every mile of where she stands
But I still don’t know where I land…
Ch
I know her heart like the back of my hand
Every scar, every crack in the plan
Every “I’m fine” that don’t mean a thing
Every goodbye she don’t quite bring
Yeah I can trace every line in the sand
But love don’t follow a map you can scan
I know her heart like the back of my hand…
Still don’t understand
Post (short, your style)
Know it by touch
Ain’t ever enough
V2
I know the ghosts she don’t name out loud
They sit at the table when we’re in a crowd
Know how she runs but she don’t go far
Just circles back like a wrecked old car
I know the nights she don’t sleep at all
Stares at the ceiling like it might fall
I know her leaving before she goes
Like a cold wind cutting through closed doors
Pre
Yeah I can feel it before it lands
Like rain on a no-man’s land…
Ch
I know her heart like the back of my hand
Every scar, every crack in the plan
Every “I’m fine” that don’t mean a thing
Every goodbye she don’t quite bring
Yeah I can trace every line in the sand
But love don’t follow a map you can scan
I know her heart like the back of my hand…
Still don’t understand
Bridge (shorter, gritty)
If knowing was fixing, we’d both be saved
If loving was enough, we’d never break
But hearts ain’t engines you can tune up right
Some just run wrong their whole damn life
Final Chorus (lifted feel)
I know her heart like the back of my hand
Every scar, every crack in the plan
Every “I’m fine” that don’t mean a thing
Every goodbye she don’t quite bring
Yeah I can trace every line in the sand
But love don’t follow a map you can scan
I know her heart like the back of my hand…
And it’s slipping like sand
Tag
Yeah I know her…
Just don’t understand
I told my wife yesterday I know this city like the back of my hand
Comments
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I'm glad this story turned out better that what I thought the title meant :).
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Who knows what a women's gonna do?
Let me ask this, how well did you know the back of mom's or dad's hand?😁
Good one Elvis.
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Moms ? She was a slapper , My Dad this is going to hurt me more then you , Bullshit , that belt hurt . Look how well I turned out , Ha Ha , oh kids aren't spanked enough theses days . Mom was sarcastic , Dad partied . Go tell him about the birds and bees , I think he knows already by that call by the neighbor on Patty . We want to talk to you on this playing doctor and nurse with Patty . Fooled ya on that title , titles have to be short
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