American Stitches

No, 'course, I'll stay I know the weight of leaving No planes would go The sky was so uneven She touched me She touched me She touched me, it leaves a stitch She touched me, it leaves a stitch Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh No more upsets My hands are bloodless No more uncalled for No more the matter of facts No more, you'd better go She touched me She touched me You touch me, it leaves a stitch You touch me, it leaves a stitch You touch me, it leaves a stitch Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Leaves a stitch) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Leaves a stitch) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Leaves a stitch)