I will not, i will not, i will not Have these hands ever again Feel the things against my skin Touch you, touch myself And the trees when you walk me home Hungry cats we see and teachers' palms
I will not, i will not Know a thing about hot and cold When the cramps come, i have lost comfort Sweaty palms and tide heart rate Stomachache, ache and ache all the way My chest dropped- I dropped my chest like my phone