I've been doing this wrong
My calloused fingertips hardly know you at all
I could write you a love song
But that ain't what you need, honestly
So come a little closer, move my guitar over
I wanna hold you, I don't want to sing
I know you've been missing
The touch I ain't giving
Baby, you're needing more from me
So I'll let my love lose its melody
Your skin inspires each song
But even my fingertips can admit they've done you wrong
Ain't been where they belong
Sincerely, I regret such neglect
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