There ought to be a town out there,
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Named for how I feel.
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Yeah I could be the mayor down there,
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And say welcome to Sorryville.
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It won't be on a map nowhere,
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You might say that it doesn't exist,
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But if you make enough wrong turns
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It'd be hard to miss.
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There ought to be a bridge somewhere
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They could dedicate to me.
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I'd probably come to the ceremony
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With a can of gasoline;
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Walk on over to the other side
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And there I'd light a match
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And sit and stare through the smoke and the flames
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Wonderin' how I'm ever gonna get back.
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Why do I do the things I do?
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Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?
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I shoot the lights and curse the dark;
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I need your love but I break your heart;
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And I know the words that'll bring you back,
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But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack.
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I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;
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It ain't easy bein' me.
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Ought to be a side show act for freaks like me;
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Yeah I could be the star of the show
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With my name on the marquee.
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In a room with a big red button that says "Do Not Touch,"
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And twice a day I'd mash it down
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And you could watch me self-destruct.
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Why do I do the things I do?
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Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?
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I shoot the lights and curse the dark;
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I need your love but I break your heart;
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And I know the words that'll bring you back,
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But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack.
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I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;
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It ain't easy bein' me.
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It Ain't Easy Bein' Me
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| Blake Shelton |
