Don't take it the wrong way But I don't want to hold your handWhen I hear myself say it out loud It doesn't make any senseNo, I don't want to hold your handI don't like my spaceYou wish me good morning Then I just disappoint againIt's not that I'm upset, I swear I'm just as confused as youA harsh surface but I'm cashmereWhy don't I like my space?I guess I don't like my spaceI can barely express my loveAll it really comes in blackSorry, sorry I don't like this bodyI don't like my spaceI guess I don't like my spaceI guess I don't like my spaceI guess I don't like my space
