Out Of My Hands Lyrics - Gold Medal - The Donnas

I'm sick of the state we're in 

And every little thread is wearing thin 

I've been livin' life in the slow lane 

But something's got to change 

What time is it where you are? 

You're in bed and I'm at a bar 

And right now opposites attract 

And I don't know if I can bridge the gap 

The phone bills and missed calls have got us 

They've got us at the mercy of a mile 

In no place to make demands 

I'll make it worth your while 

But right now it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands 

Ode to sleep pillows and sheets 

The last place I'd expect us to meet 

I'll be back before you know 

So don't worry if you're running low 

The phone bills and missed calls have got us 

They've got us hanging at the mercy of a mile 

In no place to make demands 

I'll make it worth your while 

But right now it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands 

At the mercy of a mile 

In no place to make demands 

I'll make it worth your while 

But right now it's out of my hands 

We're at the mercy of a mile 

In no place to make demands 

I'll make it worth your while 

But right now it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands 

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands