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My skin is like a map |
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Of where my heart has been |
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And I cant hide the marks |
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Its not a negative thing |
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So I let down my guard |
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Drop my defences down by my clothes |
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I'm learning to fall |
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With no safety net to cushion the blow |
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I bruise easily |
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So be gentle when you handle me |
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Theres a mark you leave |
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Like a love heart carved on a tree |
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I bruise easily |
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Can't scratch the surface |
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Without moving me underneath |
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I bruise easily |
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I bruise easily |
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I found your fingerprints |
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On a glass of wine |
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Do you know you're leaving them |
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All over this heart of mine too |
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But if I never take this leap of faith |
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I'll never know |
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So im learning to fall |
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With no safety net to cushion the blow |
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[Chorus] |
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Anyone who can touch you |
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Can hurt you or heal you |
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Anyone who can reach you |
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Can love you or leave you |
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So be gentle... |
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[Chorus] |
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I bruise easily |
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I bruise easily |