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My skin is like a map, of where my heart has been
And I can't hide the marks, but it's not a negative thing So I let down my guard, drop my defences, down by my clothes I'm learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There's a mark you leave, like 'i love her' carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily I found your finger prints on a glass of wine Do you know your leaving them all over this heart of mine too If I never take this leap of faith I'll never know So I'm learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There's a mark you leave, like 'i love her' carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily Anyone who, can touch you, can hurt you, or heal you Anyone who, can reach you, can love you, or leave you So be gentle So be gentle So be gentle So be gentle I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There's a mark you leave, like 'i love her' carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There's a mark you leave, like 'i love her' carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily I bruise easily I bruise easily |
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| 3:46 | 
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