Sixpence None The Richer - Don't Pa** Me By lyrics

I am a fruit that you squeeze Hoping the nectar is sweet I am a lump on your wheel Whose shape you still conceal I want to be something to you But I feel like nothing And I'm desperate to feel you hands Shaping me constantly Chorus Just don't pa** me by Please don't pa** me by Or else I else I die Just please don't pa** me by Don't pa** me by Or else I else I'd die You put a clench off my fist Cleaning the mill of the (grids?) You run a hand on my back That makes my tension slack Ill always be something to you Though I feel like nothing And I'm desperate to feel you hands Shaping me constantly Chorus Just don't pa** me by Please don't pa** me by Or else I else I die Just please don't pa** me by Don't pa** me by Or else I else I'd die (instrumental) You flow a knife sharp fast and clean Cutting the cancer clean You k**ed the ghost of ugliness Floating inside of me Chorus Just don't pa** me by Please don't pa** me by Or else I else I die Just please don't pa** me by Don't pa** me by Or else I else I'd die