Kid Gloves - Fountains of Wayne

SheЂ™s wearing kid gloves

Will handle me carefully

Cause IЂ™ve got a history, cracked up and fragile

And bound to break easy

And if she could talk to me

What good would it do me

ItЂ™s no secret where IЂ™ve been and I have worn so thin

And she can see through me

Chorus 1:

I donЂ™t believe a word of it

CanЂ™t come around to her now that IЂ™ve heard of it

Now that her soft touch is gone

SheЂ™s got her kid gloves on

Here is what IЂ™ve found

New york just gets me down

When the going got tough, I got a bus ticket

Back to my home town

And all the way I dreamed

Flesh wrapped in velveteen

And the road wrapped around me, the long lonely highway

Gulped down by a greyhound

(chorus 1)

Chorus 2:

I donЂ™t believe a word of it

CanЂ™t come around to her now that IЂ™ve heard of it

WonЂ™t come around cause IЂ™ll only get hurt and it

Now that her soft touch is gone

How could she ever go on

Without her kid gloves on