Hands in Mouths Video (MV)

I find the dryer in the dark, I flick a switch
Liquid hits liquid and I grin around my fist

New bad habits for a new year

I don't believe in God, but the book is just a symbol
I don't believe in family, but the history is simple

So I put my hand on my grandmother's Bible
And I swear I will not love you anymore
I will not kiss your lipstick stains
I will not haunt your windowpanes
I will not tape poetry to your front door

My fingertips whisper tales of pharynges and bathroom tiles
My arms bleed dust and when I hear your name, I smile

Old bad habits for a new year

I once believed I'd grow, and I have changed, in some respects
I once believed in you and me, but the history's complex

So I put my nose in the dip of your neck
And mumble that we keep getting older
If we co-ordinate, if we exercise restraint
If we both keep each other at arms length
We can have our hands on each other's shoulders