Hold my Hand
Don't know what I'm about to say
Don't know what to say, never did
So what if I got his zipper between my teeth

Make me feel bad about
My heart
Make me feel bad about
Loving your only son
Wanting your only son
Make me feel bad about this
About this
About this

He's in me now
I know he knows one-armed sports
I know you want to rip me to shreds
But that's okay
Cause I'm here
Don't know where

Where we're going
With each day
But he's in me now
He just has to
Take hold of my hand
Just hold my hand
� D. R. Vecchione
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