Emma-Lee
bruise easy
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Donât touch me before you go
I bruise easy and itâll show
Every shade from violet to gold
And itâs hard to love a girl wearing sorrow
When you met me you were told
I bruise easy but still you go
And leave me with a chip heavy as stone
And itâs hard to love a girl wearing sorrow
Itâs hard to love a girl wearing sorrow
Itâs hard to love a girl