| I’m not attractive today, I’m not a sight for sore eyes
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| I’m not an Adam or Eve, I’m just a nervous young thing
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| Hear my voice strain as I sing, my will will bend and then break
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| The cradle’ll break and I’ll fall, I couldn’t help it at all
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| I’ve got a license to confuse
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| What do you got to lose?
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| A license to confuse
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| I guess I got what it takes to help me make this mistake
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| It took a while but I learned, it took a twist but it turned
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| And now it’s clear that I’m blind, another mountain to climb
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| Another distance to fall, I couldn’t help it all
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| I’ve got a license to confuse
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| What do you got to lose?
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| A license to confuse
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| I shouldn’t sound so forlorn, regret the day I was born
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| ‘Cuz here I am and I’ve been, I only need a few friends
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| My hands are sweating all day, like I’ve been letting me down
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| Like I’ve been letting me slide, just some nonsense on my mind
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| And a license to confuse
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| Nothing I can use
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| Bust it, build it, but I need it
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| Here’s my license, that’s my right |