Where Are Your Hands?

Counting little things just to fall asleep
When he isn't what you have, but he's what you need
Feels like accidents could happen
(I'm just calling to say that I love you
and I care about you)
And it doesn't feel good

Where are your hands right now?
Do they belong where you leave them?
Dress up for plans right now
Call up your friends, you believe them
They can't feel you when you cry
And neither can I

Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up

Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up