Fefe Dobson
In Better Hands
[Intro]
Three strikes, we tried
Now I'm in better hands
I know this may sound impolite
But I'm in better hands

[Verse 1]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
This has become so uncool fast
Guess we weren't built to last (No)

[Chorus]
Three strikes, we tried
Now I'm in better hands
I know this may sound impolite
But I'm in better hands
His hands, his 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)
[Verse 2]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
This has become so uncool fast
Guess we weren't built to last (No)

[Chorus]
Three strikes, we tried
Now I'm in better hands
I know this may sound impolite
But I'm in better hands
His hands, his love
Fits like a glove
Three strikes, we tried
You know I'm in better hands

[Bridge]
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
[Chorus]
Three strikes, we tried
Now I'm in better hands
I know this may sound impolite
But I'm in better hands
His hands, his love
Fits like a glove
Three strikes, we tried
You know I'm in better hands (Better hands)
Three strikes, we tried
Now I'm in better hands (I'm in better hands)
I know this may sound impolite
But I'm in better hands
His hands, his love
Fits like a glove (Like a glove)
Three strikes, we tried
You know I'm in better hands

[Outro]
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm in better hands
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm in better hands
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm in better hands
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm in better hands