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