With Your Two Hands Lyrics

You built a house with your two hands
You built a fire down in the sand
You drive no matter where we go
And I tried but it's so hard to get my mother to discard
And wash the smell of camping from our clothesFools will die aloneWay down that desert road
You turned and said, "away we go"
And up we went like feathers in the wind
He keeps his options open
All the girls he wants are spoken for
We're gonna watch the world fold inFools will die alone
Fools will die alone
Fools will die alone
FoolsOh you're talking sh*t but you ain't saying nothing really
You've got a knack for burning bridges down
You point and shoot with no precision
Quit your job for television
Now you're f*cking me aroundFools will die alone
Fools will die alone

Fools will die alone
FoolsWell it's a race to the death, baby
Don't make this harder than it is
It's a race to the death, yeah
I don't like that fire you play withWay down that desert road
You turned and said, "away we go"
And up we went like feathers in the windFools, fools, fools will die alone
FoolsWell it's a race to the death, baby
Don't make this harder than it is
It's a race to the death, yeah
I don't like that fire you play withFools die alone
Only fools die alone
Only fools die alone
Only fools die alone
Songwriters
BAKER, DWIGHT / LYNN, PATRICIAPublished by
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