Watch your hands, baby
I’m not afraid to cut them off
You followed me home and kicked in my door
wrestled through boxes and all of my drawers
you’ll never find what you came here for
You will not change
No, you cannot change

Watch your hands, little girl
I’m not afraid to cut them off
You followed those breadcrumbs and made it back home
But I’m not your father, no, not anymore
So, gather your things and leave my front porch
I will not change
No, you cannot stay.

Grab my hand, baby
the whole world’s about to fall apart
We’ll hide under bed sheets and sleep on the floor
Just tell me those secrets you’ve never told before
No, never stop talking I want to hear more
I will not say what I’m dying to say
Cause no matter what I say
We simple cannot change.