The Left-Handed Way

Hold on- this is only the void from the things that we had
Hold on- this is only the shit that you say when you're mad
Hold on- this is only the feeling I get from the ocean
Hold on- these are only regrets from our plans put in motion

Paper thin against a pen
Like some skin against some scars
Think back and remeber when
We fought for Back Bay bars
Then lit out in seperate cars
I feel like we could have it all
If we could keep it together
And I feel that the left-handed way up to God is much better