In your small hands Your small hands But where did our id-governed days go With food, love, and more love? But the voices from the airshaft remind me
way across But pace yourself You're gonna get tired You'll probably get lost ?Cause I'm mean When you need me to be kind And you reach for me when
kinds of unnatural ways? You've already seen me at my best Oh my god you've seen me undressed So much for mystery And on the count of ten Swear you'll tell me
What I wouldn't give to give you The benefit of the doubt What I wanna ask, I'll ask you You don't have to answer right now 'Cause what I need to know
Maybe I?m ready to love something real Something that might even talk back Music has the ability to heal me it even takes away pain But something tells me
I guess our little hands had other plans We make the rules and then they just bend them I'm all right I made it out alive all alone Then you run me
on my plate In hopes of just one taste of the sweetness that awaits The sweetness that awaits Me, I want desert first And a butterscotch baby To hold me
me? Be like your brother come here and comfort me ?Cause am your mother And it should have been me It should have been me It should have been me
watch you fall Violently for me? I took you to bed with authority I replay that kiss by the hotel desk ?Til the tape just melts Runs all over me And
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of unnatural ways? You've already seen me at my best Oh my god you've seen me undressed So much for mystery And on the count of ten Swear you'll tell me
