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I'm a velvet glove to a part of myself that I should really forget. I wrote a poem. All before my love But the way the sun Is bleaching us in this photograph Burns the paper that it's printed on That picture doesn't exist No no no more kind words They all seem to miss Like the record without any help will pick the needle up And using the phone isn't good enough It's hard to know anyone Everyday repeat this song Oh, the safety lies in your safety net Can't you see there made of me Like a stranger caught in the way Oh, you opened up Because she's the one you want But you never try hard enough Apologize Aus Songtexte Mania