Drop

I cannot worship at the shrine of exclusivity
I can't sing the hymns of dominance and industry
And if you have to drop someone to do your thing
You'll have to do without me

Mac says 'hello' on the bus
Don't wanna talk, don't need a friend
Conversation feels like it will never end
But then a line drops
Like loose heart strings he can't control
And I see Mac needs some love
I love you, Mac, I love you so

What's the cost to you
When no one cares for your company
No it's nothing new
Don't we make outcasts of the unhappy

I may not understand your slur
I may not catch all of the words
But I'm here for you now
I hope that's consolation anyhow
We can ignore the sad
Pretend they've earned their bad
But how have you and I achieved our state of grace
Through many years of love
Stability, encouragement
And never having doors slammed in our face
So when the veil drops
And I can see the pain of Mac
He'll feel better when I love him
Yeah, and he can love me back

I cannot worship at the shrine of exclusivity
I can't sing the hymns of dominance and industry
And if you have to drop someone to do your thing
You'll have to do without me