The Party

You'd always come to the party
 To pluck the feathers off all the birds
 You'd always come to the party
 I will not beg you please
 What should I do
 I'm lost with no clue
 Stuck in the crowd
 But, it's not with you
 You brought me here
 You made me feel
 Good to be real
 Through blues to teals
 Greener as I go
 You would never know
 I hit my highs and
 Sometimes I won't
 Well under-true
 I'm guessing you'll
 Forever "who?"
 I'm just not, not for you
 You
 Well I'll just
 I'll stick with the crowd for now
 You'd always come to the party
 To pluck the feathers off all the birds
 You'd always come to the party
 I will not beg you please