Well everything I'm learning
And I don't really think I'm ready
'Cause I can't get girls to like me
If I don't learn how to dance
And with my two left feet I know I know
I'll never stand a chance, no
But tell me what I should do
With the presents on your lawn
I almost forget how you looked
'Cause in that tight white dress
You can make me forget I've been feeling depressed
I didn't follow your code
I'm not well, I can't tell
If it's love or have I lost mind?
This isn't a crime it's just my turn
It's just my turn to cross the light
And it's sad but I'm only happy
When I'm licking the wounds that you inflict
It's not supposed to be this hard
Am I supposed to feel this sick?
If this is the way we learn
Then this is a risk I am willing to take
I'm not well, I can't tell
If it's love or if I've lost my mind?
This isn't a crime, it's just my turn
And the doctors say I'm ready
They swear I'll be well soon
Will you see all my problems and raise me the truth
Because right now all that I can see is you
I'm not well, I can't tell
If it's love or if I've lost my mind?
This isn't a crime it's just my turn (my turn)
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