Donnas - Out Of My Hands Lyrics
I'm sick of the state we're inAnd every little thread is wearing thinI've been livin'life in the slow laneBut something's got to changeWhat time is it where you areYou're in bed, I'm at a barRight now opposites sunbtractAnd I don't know if I can bridge the gapThe phone bills, and missed calls, havegot us they got usAt the mercy of a mileIn no place to make demandsI'll make it worth your whileBut right now it's out of my handsIt's out of my handsOde to sleep pillows and sheetsThe last place I'd excpect us to meetI'll be back before you knowSo don't worry if you're running lowThe phone bills, and missed calls, havegot us, they've got us hanging