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)