[Note: Hammer-on the second string when playing the G#m chord. ]
[Tip: For faster transition to the barre chords, play the E using the middle, ring and pinkie fingers.]
[Intro]
(4x)
[Verse]
Oh Andy Iâm afraid I donât know what Iâm made of anymore
Canât make sense of all these shatterlings upon the bedroom floor
Thereâll be no sleeping here, just blurs of sorrow through the open door
Shoulda warned those boys about me, shoulda warned those boys
I never mean to but somehow I always spill the loving cup
Itâs in some passionate exchange, itâs in the way i donât let up
Cannot trust myself in love, seems I always it up
Better warn those boys about me, you better warn those boys
[Chorus]
âCause I bruise them, every one
Thereâs a hole in the palm of my love
I cut them; they run
Through the hole in the palm
of my love
[Solo]
(4x)
[Verse]
My first love wouldnât tell me why he changed his mind about our plans
Some vicious word I spoke just burned the gold right off the wedding band
Kept it to himself and now the ash is flying through my hands
Shoulda warned that boy about me
And Andy, Iâm afraid this storyâs gonna play out like the rest
Iâll take this broken bird and hold him to my hopeful, heaving chest
Sing the mountain down while God remains oblique and unimpressed
Shoulda warned that boy about me
(Repeat Chorus and Solo)
Should they lock me up, oh Andy, would you throw away the key
Letâs not talk about the girl I was and the wife Iâll never be
Let âem cut the sword from underneath my tongue and set me free
Say something good about me, say something good
[Chorus]
Though I bruise them, every one
Thereâs a hole in the palm of my love
I cut them; they run
Through the hole in the palm of my love
Thereâs a sword under my tongue
And a hole in the palm
of my love
[Solo]
(4x)
And Andy, one more thing, Iâm leaving this old violin to you
For all those easy nights and emails and the honest talking-to
For every lie I told I never played a note that wasnât true
Thatâs one good thing about me, the one good thing
[Chorus]
Cause I bruise them, every one
Thereâs a hole in the palm of my love
I cut them; they run
Through the hole in the palm of my love
Thereâs a sword under my tongue
And a hole in the palm of my love
Canât save a single one
With a hole in the palm
Of my love
[Outro]
(4x)