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 u 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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Cant stratch 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 you 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 wo can touch you
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Can hurt you or heal u
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Anyone who can reach you
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Can love you or leave u
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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
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I Bruise Easily
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| Natasha Bedingfield |
