Ginger girl, You're a gift to the world, you know
3 am and I lay in my bed alone
Everybody saw it coming
Everybody saw it coming, but me
I let my guards go down again
My heart is glass on your hands
I'm not a fool, I'm not a child
I've been around for a while
When I look in your eyes, a part of me dies, you know
My movements are trapped to the will of your heart and it shows
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