Touch Me I'm Sick
I let it happen again
I opened to what I thought was a friend
It may seem like a spark
But that doesn't mean it comes from my heart
Beautiful is the word used
When you try to hold me in
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
I must take part of the blame
It's partly my fault, I played in your game
I was ready to leave
So you made your move, put your hands over me
Beautiful is the word used
When you try to hold me in
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
I'm out of my mind, I'm not in my head
Guess that's why you were kind to me
What could I say, but that was mean
When I think I'm all alone
I think of those who haven't
Beautiful is the word used
When you try to hold me in
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
I'm out of my mind, I'm not in my head
If I still tell you no
Will you do it again
And say you're my friend
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
Touch me I'm sick
I'm out of my mind, I'm not in my head
Autor(es): King Virtue