I just want you to touch me like
you mean it
I need to know what’s real
and what’s not
Don’t lie to me, or tell me
what I want to hear
I’m so afraid that I’ll
crumble with your touch
Because you move mountains
But you also crush people
You’ve got a one-track mind
And I’m afraid to be the
price you pay for ambition
Maybe someday I’ll get a happy
ending
Instead of another lesson in
bad intuition
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