I was having lunch with you in a vinyl booth when I was 22
When I was 24, people told me what to do, I don’t need it anymore
And you call me your one time villain
You call but it pains just a little
I'm a bird in a branch, write a song and I will sing it
Just a fly on the wall, around but never needed
Your fingers brushing through my wings
Could have been an easy thing
You call me your one time villain
You call but you withhold a little
You withhold a little
You call me your one time villain
You call me your one time villain
You call but you withhold a little
You withhold a little
