Butter Fingers
Butter fingers couldn't hold yer
gonna miss my baby
gave so little
and got so few in return
cross stitches
bared faced
Butter fingers couldn't hold yer
thats what they are calling me
for letting you go
want to hug you
Wont take you for granted
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