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