Turn

Did you think it was love because I made you whole Or cause you liked the sound of my name You could really cast anyone else in the role Keeping everything else out of frame Spending every night trying to make a new myth Dig your way out with some groundbreaking script Bury your fears with impeccable wit Nothing should ever and I mean ever Have to be so clever I found you one night in the spotlight alone And I told you it's time I should go Cause your safety's a sitcom stuck at status quo If I stay there's no way I can grow And that home that you miss There's no way to go back Your nostalgia is really just fear That you'll never be weightless or well loved again No matter how whole you appear Nothing should ever and I mean ever Have to be so clever Cling to your camera but you won't find love through the lens And I'll admit you're a genius but you've been a pretty bad friend And I'm leaving tomorrow despite what your pages pretend The story is brilliant but come on love, when will it end? When will it end? When will it end? When will it end? When will it end?