Lyric License to Thrill

You break me- I want my peices badly
You take me- I want myself back madly
You fight me- I want a nice peace tready
You light me- I want the darkness completely

Tape my wing down
Hold my blue toe to the ground
Take my senses
But you can t take my license to thrill

You can t mold me- I ll take the clay and make a snake
You can t hold me- I can t be anything that s fake
take my life
But don t take my license to thrill

I wonder- why I ever bothered
You can t see- I ve been plenty fathered
And sometimes- I can see straight through your blue eyes
You re so blind- you can t see when someone else crys

Chorus

I guess it s not so bad
You gaurd me and hold my hand
You just can t strip away
My quirkiness today
I guess it s not so bad
It s not so bad

Chorus ( last part)