In Better Hands - Fefe Dobson

Three strikes we tried

Now I'm in better hands

I know this may sound impolite

But I'm in better hands

Knew I had to let it be

Losing your identity

You became the shadow

Thought I'd make you understand

Drop a boy got a man

Dude had to hit the road

This has become so uncool fast

Guess we weren't built to last

No

Three strikes we tried

Now I'm in better hands

I know this may sound impolite

But I'm in better hands

His hands this love

Fits like a glove

Three strikes we tried

You know I'm in better hands

La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la

Got over your nicotine

Habits and your skinny jeans

How they're always tighter than mine

You get under my skin

When you take me out for din

I paid the bill every time

This has become so uncool fast

Guess we weren't built to last

No

Three strikes we tried

Now I'm in better hands

I know this may sound impolite

But I'm in better hands

His hands this love

Fits like a glove

Three strikes we tried

You know I'm in better hands

Every night I lay beside you

Knew there was more for me me

Found someone who's nothing like you

Hands fit perfectly ly

Every night I lay beside you

Knew there was more for me me

Found someone who's nothing like you

Hands fit perfectly ly

No

Three strikes we tried

Now I'm in better hands

I know this may sound impolite

But I'm in better hands

His hands this love

Fits like a glove

Three strikes we tried

You know I'm in better hands

Three strikes we tried

Now I'm in better hands

I know this may sound impolite

But I'm in better hands

His hands this love

Fits like a glove

Three strikes we tried

You know I'm in better hands

Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh hoo-ooh I'm in better hands

Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh hoo-ooh I'm in better hands

Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh hoo-ooh I'm in better hands