No Hands

Hey, b Meet me Southeast on the downbeat With your khaki string vest intact Though you're handsome, there's a red sun And I can't help wonder what's next Then you ask me "What do you want from all our weekends in whiskey sour?" Told you I don't vouch for love, G It takes too much of my power Oh, can't stay too long I might stain someone 'Round and 'round I go Got to set the tone In the hands of none That's where I belong Spending nights in lonely castles Where I learned to sing my cries Sweetest 16, thrown to test me I could not sit still if I tried Learning to run before I could walk out Learning to cuss before I could talk it out Nah, nah, nah Oh, can't stay too long I might stay in someone 'Round and 'round I go Got to set the tone In the hands of none That's where I belong No hands (no, no hands) Nobody cradles me like I can No, like I can No hands (no, no hands) Nobody cradles me like I can No, like I can Oh, can't stay too long I might stain someone 'Round and 'round I go Got to set the tone In the hands of none That's where I belong That's where I belong