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delicate

almost monday

Well I, button my shirt and tightened my tie
Wonder if she's coming out tonight
You know I've been feeling fresh I'm feeling right
And from the corner of my eye

She walks in the room
Yeah, she's elegant
Rolls her eyes at me
Man, I'm delicate
Take a drink, pretend that I'm relevant
Try to love it but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm, delicate
Try to love it but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm

I'm starting to doubt myself
I've gotta get real, yeah I gotta get help
'Cause every time I look in the mirror
I see myself but it ain't no clearer
Tongue-tied how you look in that dress, stunning
That kind of beauty can't be bought with money
I might be brittle, I just might break
I try my luck on a different day

'Cause, she walks in the room
Yeah, she's elegant
Rolls her eyes at me
Man, I'm delicate
Take a drink, pretend that I'm relevant
Try to love it but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm, delicate
Try to love it but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm

She walks in the room
Yeah, she's elegant
Rolls her eyes at me
Man, I'm delicate
Take a drink, pretend that I'm relevant
Try to love it but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm, delicate
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm, delicate
Try to love it but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm

Composição: Simon Oscroft, Dawson Daugherty, Luke Fabry, Cole Clisby