Juliana Hatfield - I Don't Know What to Do with My Hands lyrics

The couch is an island A desert oasis The room is a spaceship And you're an undiscovered planet I push the hair out of my eyes I pull the blanket around me I bite my nails, scratch my shoulder I peel the label off the bottle And tear it into tiny pieces I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands Maybe the phone will ring And then I'll get to answer it A momentary distraction I can't predict your reaction to my touch I could sit here all night Our knees almost touching But not ever quite I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands I can't decide on a channel I'm just flipping around, maybe you can choose Maybe "some kind of monster" Maybe I just don't know how to reach out Reach out I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands I don't know what to do with my hands I kind of want it to stay this way No wrong moves, no mistakes Nothing lost, nothing broken Like a boat on a windless ocean I kind of want it to stay this way No wrong moves no mistakes Nothing lost nothing broken Like a boat on a windless ocean I don't know what to do I don't know what to do I don't know what to do I don't know what to do