Out Of My Hand (Album Version)

I feel like Im coming down with it
All of the symptoms fit
And I backslide
An eye on the clock
I dont talk much
When Im 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 its out of my hands
Out of my hands
And if you tuned in to see blood
Its not a subject that I surpass in
My missions been scrubbed; my brains were washed
Because I never was your assassin
Its 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
Theres nothing up my sleeve
All the while
Its getting harder for you to believe
Out of my hands
Out of my hands
Out of my hands