Every time|I get too close|And I can't let go||I try to give so much less for free|And sometimes I can't give anything|So, I hide a side that your eyes don't see|But I like, yeah, I like that part of me||Yeah, I like, yeah, I like that part of me|Hey, I like, yeah, I like that part of me||I like, I like, I like, yeah|That part of me, yeah|I like, I like, I like, yeah|That part of me, yeah|I like, I like, I like, yeah|That part of me, yeah|Yeah, I like, yeah, I like that part of me||Maybe I'm addicted to the chase|Yeah, I love the give and take||But who knows if love is the queen that we make her?|Well, I know I feel it, I feel it with you|And I've seen the worst go from minor to major|But I'm just afraid I'll have something to lose||I try to give so much less for free|And sometimes I can't give anything|So, I hide a side that your eyes don't see|But I like, yeah, I like that part of me||Yeah, I like, yeah, I like that part of me|Hey, I like, yeah, I like that part of me||I like, I like, I like, yeah|That part of me, yeah|I like, I like, I like, yeah|That part of me, yeah|I like, I like, I like, yeah|That part of me, yeah|Yeah, I like, yeah, I like that part of me