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Where Your Hands Used to Fold

blackretake

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Lyrics

Drop

Hold the cold

Hold the cold

Verse 1

Your coat still hangs by the door

I keep the light on for someone

The kettle whistles and dies

Two mugs and only one hand

Pre-Chorus

I rehearse your voice in the hall

I trace your shape on the wall

Chorus

You left me here holding the cold

Where your hands used to fold into mine

You left me here holding the cold

Counting every empty line

Drop

Hold the cold

Hold the cold

Verse 2

I wear your ring on a chain

It swings when I lean to the sink

The dog waits by your chair

Nobody taught him to stop

Pre-Chorus

I still say your name to the dark

I still leave the porch light on

Chorus

You left me here holding the cold

Where your hands used to fold into mine

You left me here holding the cold

Counting every empty line

Bridge

Come back

Come back

I am not asking for much

Just the weight of you once

Drop

Hold the cold

Hold the cold

Chorus

You left me here holding the cold

Where your hands used to fold into mine

You left me here holding the cold

Counting every empty line

Outro

Hold the cold

Hold the cold

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