Hands

I miss you so much, I don't know what to do with my hands

It's like I've never been idle before, like I've never been asked to a dance

I miss you so much, I do donuts instead of make plans

Cause God forbid that my phone should ring, I'll be free if you give me a chance

I think I'd love you baby, just the way you'd like

I think I'd charm you baby, I think I'd be polite

But if the guy that you've been looking for is not one of my kind

Well I'll miss you so much, I won't know what to do with my hands

You make me so mad, you should know that I'm biting my fist

And I bark at the moon like a dog, oh I'm throwing a fit

You make me so mad, I can't help that I hate to exist

Around where you are, what an honor, I'm losing my wits

I think I'd love you baby, just the way you'd like

I think I'd charm you baby, I think I'd be polite

But if the guy that you've been looking for is not one of my kind

Well I'll miss you so much, I won't know what to do with my hands

I think I'd love you baby, just the way you'd like

I think I'd charm you baby, I think I'd be polite

But if the guy that you've been looking for is not one of my kind

Well I'll miss you so much, I won't know what to do with my hands