You keep tugging on my shirt
Just to pull me closer
One single step at a time
Your skin against mine
I can just feel you under me
Fit to be tight
Fit to be tight
Fit to be
Fit to be tight
I feel weak
Grown in wide open spaces
We turn ourselves inside out
Expose what were afraid to see
And I know what you're thinking
I told myself
You keep pulling
You keep pulling
Now grown up petrified i think
No no you don't mean it
You simply say it
Because you like the way that it sounds
I feel weak
Grown in wide open spaces
We turn ourselves inside out
Expose what were afraid to see
And I know what you're thinking
I feel weak
And I give up
And I give up
Tell me why
Go on and
And tell me
Tell me
Tell me why
Tell me
Tell me
I feel weak
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