"I'm wandering the streets in a world underneath it all. Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet as what I can't have. . . Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair 'round your finger. Tonight, I'm not afraid to tell you what I feel about you.I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have, and cannonball into the water. I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have . . .
For you, I will. For you, I will.
Forgive me if I st-stutter from all the clutter in my head, 'cause I could fall asleep in those eyes, like a water bed. Do I seem familiar? I've crossed you in hallways a thousand times. No more camouflage, I want to be exposed, and not be afraid to fall.
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have, and cannonball into the water. I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have . . .
For you, I will.
You always what you can't have, but I've got to try. I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have . . .
For you, I will. For you, I will. For you, I will.
For you . . .
If I could dim the lights in the mall and create a mood, I would . . . and shout out your name so it echoes in every room, I would.
That's what I'd do . . .
That's what I'd do . . .
To get through to you."
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