| Don’t, don’t keep me
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| Don’t keep me safe
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| I need you, I need you
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| I need you to stop handling me
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| I see you thinking
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| Eyes closed, you’re missing it
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| And I’m done pretending
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| It’s all good
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| I’m not too fragile to touch
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| I don’t need your kid gloves
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| Watch your mouth
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| And choose your words
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| I’m not the fragile bird
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| That used to show up on your doorstep
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| 'Cause I’ve grown up
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| And I found words
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| How I wanna think, how I wanna feel
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| What I wanna say, when I wanna leave
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| I see you thinking
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| Eyes closed, you’re missing it
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| And I’m done pretending
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| It’s all good
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| I’m not too fragile to touch
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| I don’t need your kid gloves
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| I’m not too fragile to touch
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| I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
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| I see you thinking
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| Eyes closed, you’re missing it
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| And I’m done pretending
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| It’s all good
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| I’m not too fragile to touch
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| I don’t need your kid gloves
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| Oh, I’m not too fragile to touch
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| I don’t need your kid gloves
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| Oh, I’m not too fragile to touch
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| I don’t need your kid gloves |