| I said, paint me a blueprint, take all of your time
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| I won’t move an inch, show me the postures you like
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| Grab all of your clasp pins and measure me up
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| Sure, you can touch my skin, I won’t make a sound
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| Keep me on my toes, me on my toes
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| If you’re a cliffhanger ending, I’m patiently waiting
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| I’ll hold my breath
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| Will you build a home in my chest?
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| I’ll hold my breath
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| God, I hope I’m acing your test, I confess
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| Keep me on my toes, me on my
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| Toes, toes, toes, toes, toes, toes, toes, toes
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| Survey my stomach, can you spot butterflies?
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| If you dare, taste my lips, check if I fit your height
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| Maybe try holding my hand, too, our fingers intertwine
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| Have you analyzed my head and what I’m trying to hide?
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| Keep me on my toes, me on my toes
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| If you’re a cliffhanger ending, I’m patiently waiting
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| I’ll hold my breath
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| Will you build a home in my chest?
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| I’ll hold my breath
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| God, I hope I’m acing your test, I confess
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| Keep me on my toes, me on my
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| Toes, toes, toes, toes, toes, toes, toes, toes
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| What if I’m being silly, falling far too fast?
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| My paper heart is yours
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| What if I’m being silly, falling far too fast?
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| My paper heart is yours
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| Keep me on my toes, me on my toes
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| If you’re a cliffhanger ending, I’m patiently waiting
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| I’ll hold my breath
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| Will you build a home in my chest?
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| I’ll hold my breath
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| God, I hope I’m acing your test, I confess
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| What if I’m being silly, falling far too fast?
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| My paper heart is yours
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| What if I’m being silly, falling far too fast?
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| My paper heart is yours
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| Keep me on my toes, me on my |