I know you can't stand my wandering hands,
But how can I apologize, comply with my demands?
They're written on these pages, it's written on our faces.
I know you don't want this, but know that I need this more than I did before.
It's easy to see that it's hard to ignore your subtle hints,
I'm catching wind how insincere are your are your finger prints.
The lyrics in the beginning are wrong
I know you can't stand my wandering hands, But how can I apologize, comply with my demands? They're written on these pages, it's written on our faces. I know you don't want this, but know that I need this more than I did before. It's easy to see that it's hard to ignore your subtle hints, I'm catching wind how insincere are your are your finger prints.