| If I give into you
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| I know that I will never see
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| My life in my hands
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| Again
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| If I give into you
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| I know that I will never see
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| My life in my hands
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| Again
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| I’m not here to love you
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| And make just so sane
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| So what’s the use?
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| Huh-huh
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| If I should try to love you
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| No I can’t stay sane
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| So what’s the use?
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| Oh, what’s the use?
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| My hands
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| My hands, weren’t made to love you
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| My hands
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| My hands, weren’t made to love you
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| If I give into you
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| I know that I will never see
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| My life in my hands
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| Again
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| If I give into you
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| I know that I will never see
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| My life in my hands
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| Again
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| I was there to love you
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| But only for the night
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| That you knew
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| Huh-huh
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| I’ve got no-one to run to
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| That’s why it felt fine
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| That you knew
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| That you knew, huh-huh
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| My hands
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| My hands, weren’t made to love you
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| My hands
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| My hands, weren’t made to love you
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| I can’t just learn to love, understand
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| I know I woke you up
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| That one night we had my baby
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| I can’t just learn to love, understand
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| I know we move so well
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| It was just one night my baby
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| My hands
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| My hands, weren’t made to love you
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| My hands
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| My hands, weren’t made to love you
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| But I want that touch the one he’s missing
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| He’s not enough, won’t you listen, right
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| Won’t you listen, right?
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| But I want that touch the one he’s missing
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| He’s not enough, if you listen, right
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| Won’t you listen, right? |