Tickled

You get me
You really get me
You really get me
You get me
You really get me

You get me right above the shins
Try to hold back but I flinch
You're testing me, testing me, testing me
To see what I'll do
Yeah, well I'm trying not to lose respect for you

You trigger the nerve 'til I twich
Like a finger lingering a little too long at an itch
I go completely red
You keep it up until I wish I were dead

I wanna get you back
But there's a part of me that never even really wants to be like that
If I don't play nice, say nice things
I'll have to explain myself and that's one I never win

You've got the David advantage
'cause you're the little one that nobody ever wants to see get beat
And I'm trying not to fight like Goliath
And slap, slap you for touching my feet



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