"Out Of My Hands"
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I'm sick of the state we're in
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And every little thread is wearing thin
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I've been livin' life in the slow lane
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But somethings got to change
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What time is it where you are
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You're in bed, I'm at a bar
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Right now opposites subtract
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And I don't know if I can bridge the gap
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The phone bills, and missed calls, have
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got us they've got us
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At the mercy of a mile
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In no place to make demands
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I'll make it worth your while
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But right now it's out of my hands
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It's out of my hands
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Ode to sleep pillows and sheets
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The last place I'd expect us to meet
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I'll be back before you know
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So don't worry if you're running low
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The phone bills, and missed calls, have
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got us, they've got us hanging
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Out Of My Hands
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| The Donnas |
