Handle Me

Who taught you that If you've got a good thing You better not touch it too much? Who taught you that You gotta keep your hands clean Or you're gonna mess it all up? I am not a brand-new bicycle I am rough around the edge I am not a flower petal You can handle me You can handle me Put your hands on me You can handle me What got you thinking If you love someone It's best to just leave them alone? Look how you've got me You've got me reeling Waiting for you to come over And put me to a higher purpose Bend me back and send me flying I'm not gonna break, I promise You can handle me You can handle me Put your hands on me, me You can handle me Kiss me under my right ear Running your fingers down my spine and Handle me Grab a fistful of my hair Trace me like an outline and Handle me Flip me onto my left side So we can intertwine and Handle me Hold me like you're the tie that binds Spread this out across time and Handle me