Loyalty is sometimes overrated
(Yeah, you can't argue with that)
Coz locked in can switch blade into trapped
(At a drop of a faded baseball hat)
I don't really want fans
(Not even if you're only mine)
If you don't like something I say or do
That's fine
I'd rather you were honest
And just speak your mind!
You can love me and like what I do
As long as that's really true
Things they don't tell you, part one:
When you find something
(Or someone)
That really sets your soul on fire
You become a ghost
Who's lost
To all the other worlds that came before
So, there's a bitter tinge of sadness in the rising
A reverence
In the closure and departing
Things will never be the same again
Some people can't stand this goodbye so much
That they travel all the way back
Deciding to stay with the familiar instead
If you know one of them
Know what they gave up and exchanged
To be with you
They were given wings
And cut them off
Without even flying
Because they somehow knew
That whatever they felt when they flew
Would only remind them of
(Make them think of how much they missed)
You
