Cutting up My Knees

I fell for a girl with a past so dark
She couldn't stand the room overlooking the park
Looking for a shadow
Over her shoulder
Didn't matter if it was a friend or foe

Are you a friend of foe?
I don't know
I don't know

She said, "You don't need to be a man
Hold me close with a gentle hand
Promise me that you'll never hurt me
I'm tired of crawling and cutting up my knees"

Cutting up my knees
Cutting up my knees
My knees, my knees

I'm tired of crawling
I'm tired of cutting up my knees
I'm tired of crawling
I'm tired of cutting up my

Cut up my
Cut up my

Cut up my
Cut up my

She said, "You don't need to be a man
Hold me close with a gentle hand
I'm tired of crawling, I'm tired of cutting up my knees

I'm tired of crawling, I'm tired of cutting up my knees"



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Ochoa, Richard Shackelford
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