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