I made a choice that very night
To become a slightly better man
I started white-washing my hands
Of all those passings

And as you waited alone in your car outside
I politely but quite firmly declined your
Invitation for the evening

So hold out your weary hands,
Let me tell your fortune again
Your future is brighter than you'll ever know
Now that we are on our own

And there are things you deserve to know,
The rest you have to earn
I have no remorse

And as soon as I hung up the phone I knew
That this disaster was finally through
And I could hear through the cloudy line
That this took you by surprise

So hold out your weary hands,
Let me tell your fortune again
Your future is brighter than you'll ever know
Now that we are on our own

And it's true that I have no idea
What the universe has in store
But I do know that when you think it can't
Get any worse,
It does It does It does

So hold out your weary hands,
Let me tell your fortune again
Your future is brighter than you'll ever know
Now that we are on our own