When I tell you about my feelings
And what you’re supposed to do
I’m sorry, but I don’t want to go
But baby, I tell ya
My heart is freaking out when I held ya
Even in the best of days
Love will be hard and hearts will be faking
Baby, you’re glistening
I see it in your eyes that you’re listening
Do you even understand
I have to let go of your hand
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