(Please Don't) Hold My Hand

Please don't hold my hand

And keep your feet on land

I don't make too many demands

But please don't hold my hand

I wish I could say it's getting better

But I hate you more with every letter

I can't keep living like I like you

And I feel like I've been turning see-through

I wanna tell you, but

I don't have the heart

We'll just grow emotionally distant

And then... I don't know what comes after that part

Please don't hold my hand

And keep your feet on land

I don't make too many demands

But please don't hold my hand

You wanna see me? Well I won't let you

You told me please, but I would bet you

A million days together forever

That we'll go our own ways saying "see you never"

I'd like to tell you, but

I don't wanna quarrel

Sure, yeah, I still hate you,

But I still have human morals

Please don't hold my hand

And keep your feet on land

I don't make too many demands

But please don't hold my hand

And no, it's not your mother

Even though she says she's forty

Though it looks more like she's twenty-five

And of course it's not your daddy

Even though I have a thing for all the

Shredded, stern and soft honey types

I really want 'em, but

I'd never wanna hurt you

But your parents take priority

I'm sneakin' out past curfew for 'em

Please don't hold my hand

And keep your feet on land

I don't make too many demands

But please don't hold my hand