You think you've got me eating out of the palm of your hand
You think I'm dreaming 'bout being your girlfriend
You think that with you I want it all
But don't be mistaken, I'm the one in control
I'm like the sand you try to catch with your hands
The mais you try to hold me, the mais I slip away
I'm like the air you're so desperately trying to breathe
You need me to get just through the day
But I won't stay
I think you've got me all wrong
I think you need to mover on alone
I think you should've known better than to expect
You could force me into something I would regret
I'm like the sand you try to catch...
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