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YOU DON'T HIT ME

Ayla Reed

Hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm

You don't hit me, so I tell myself it's fine
You just get real quiet at the worst possible time
You say I'm too sensitive, God I used to disagree
Now every time I'm hurting, I think it's me

You don't hit me
You just make me small
Make a joke about my dress 'til I don't wear it at all
Tell me I'm dramatic when I cry in the car
I don't bruise purple but I'm covered in scars

You read my messages, ask who every name is
If I take too long to answer, I must be playing games
You say it's just protection, you worry 'cause you care
But I feel more alone when you're standing there

You say I'm lucky no one else would try
To deal with someone like me, so I don't even try

You don't hit me
You just make me doubt every single memory 'til I can't sort it out
Tell me that it happened in a different way
So I start rewriting every yesterday

And I call it love 'cause there's no police report
Just me in the bathroom trying not to distort
You don't hit me, no you've never crossed that line
You just move the boundary every single time

Composição: Ayla Reed