Love on Her Arms

Don’t hurt yourself
Don’t put me through hell
You’re the best
Kind of woman: smart and gorgeous
Meet me on the boardwalk
We can eat ice-cream and talk
Forget everything
And lean on me
Don’t hurt yourself
Don’t put me through hell
You’re the best
Kind of woman: beautiful goodness
I have come to heal your heart
And help you begin a fresh start
Shake it off
Their words are a small nuisance,
Like a slight cough
No big deal because
Here we are
You’ve made it this far
The sun is bright
There’s the light
Don’t hurt yourself
Don’t put me through hell
You’re the best
Kind of woman: lovely and glorious
Don’t let them take you down
They’re just dirt on the ground
I’m so glad you failed
Leaving me would have brought grim hail
And we would never have enjoyed this day
I love you, and that’s all I have left to say





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