Michael Penn - Out of My Hands lyrics

I feel like I'm coming down with it

All of the symptoms fit

And I backslide

An eye on the clock

I don't talk much

When I'm running

On the inside

When every conclusion reached

Is out to you

I put on my best face and my kid gloves, too

And held up the end

Until it's out of my hands

Out of my hands

And if you tuned in to see blood

It's not a subject that I surpass in

My mission's been scrubbed; my brains were washed

Because I never was your assassin

It's like a desert

Sand will have to do

And between my fingers

Saw it running through

Until it turned into this

And out of my hands

Out of my hands

Out of my hands

So come up and check

There's nothing up my sleeve

All the while

It's getting harder for you to believe

Out of my hands

Out of my hands

Out of my hands