| Song | The Hand with Inherited Rings |
| Artist | Dead to Me |
| Album | Moscow Penny Ante |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Her hair is falling out again, you’re sitting there and you are wondering, | |
| What to do knowing you can’t change a thing | |
| She’s gonna force a little smile, buy only after a little while, | |
| Saving strength for some other time. | |
| Back when we saw you not paying attention to us | |
| We didn’t care | |
| A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands | |
| Now every time your telephone rings, You’re afraid of the news it brings | |
| Knowing that soon comes the worst | |
| So you offer her company and hold her hand with inherited rings, | |
| Share a bed, and maybe some laughs | |
| Back when we saw you not paying attention to us | |
| We didn’t care | |
| A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands |
| Her hair is falling out again, you' re sitting there and you are wondering, | |
| What to do knowing you can' t change a thing | |
| She' s gonna force a little smile, buy only after a little while, | |
| Saving strength for some other time. | |
| Back when we saw you not paying attention to us | |
| We didn' t care | |
| A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands | |
| Now every time your telephone rings, You' re afraid of the news it brings | |
| Knowing that soon comes the worst | |
| So you offer her company and hold her hand with inherited rings, | |
| Share a bed, and maybe some laughs | |
| Back when we saw you not paying attention to us | |
| We didn' t care | |
| A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands |
| Her hair is falling out again, you' re sitting there and you are wondering, | |
| What to do knowing you can' t change a thing | |
| She' s gonna force a little smile, buy only after a little while, | |
| Saving strength for some other time. | |
| Back when we saw you not paying attention to us | |
| We didn' t care | |
| A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands | |
| Now every time your telephone rings, You' re afraid of the news it brings | |
| Knowing that soon comes the worst | |
| So you offer her company and hold her hand with inherited rings, | |
| Share a bed, and maybe some laughs | |
| Back when we saw you not paying attention to us | |
| We didn' t care | |
| A crowd of six just sat and stared at our hands |