Lyrics

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

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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

Writer(s): Jonny Lattimer, Joy Crookes

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