What Am I to U?
You sugar-coat the sunsets
But leave a bitter aftertaste come morning
And hold hostage my judgment
Better left for dead than let left roaming
Your words are my rock
Your actions the water flowing down and breaking through
"When" was ages ago but I'm not
I'm not done trying to figure out who
What am I to you
A paint-faced circus clown
A mime with crossed-out eyes
I couldn't see that if I am the same as you
There really is no 'I' for 'U'
What am I to you
You tear away reality
Before tossing me in the cage with all your other fools
And wait for us to dance
For your own amusement just jesters to your rules
Your thoughts are my maze
I'll keep searching until I've found certain arrangements
There are too few days
In weeks living life like a mouse in a room full of elephants
What am I to you
A paint-faced circus clown
A mime with crossed-out eyes
Too blind to see if you are the same as I
There really is no 'I' for 'U'
What am I to you
(I want to know) if this is the bitter end
(I don't know) if you'd call me more than a friend
(I want to know) a bittersweet fantasy
(I don't know) why you aren't here with me
What am I to you (Is this is the bitter end)
A paint-faced circus clown (Would you call me more than a friend)
A mime with crossed-out eyes (Just what am I)
Too blind to see that if you are the same as I (A bittersweet fantasy)
There really is no 'I' for 'U' (When you aren't here with me)
What am I? What am I to you (Just what am I)
But leave a bitter aftertaste come morning
And hold hostage my judgment
Better left for dead than let left roaming
Your words are my rock
Your actions the water flowing down and breaking through
"When" was ages ago but I'm not
I'm not done trying to figure out who
What am I to you
A paint-faced circus clown
A mime with crossed-out eyes
I couldn't see that if I am the same as you
There really is no 'I' for 'U'
What am I to you
You tear away reality
Before tossing me in the cage with all your other fools
And wait for us to dance
For your own amusement just jesters to your rules
Your thoughts are my maze
I'll keep searching until I've found certain arrangements
There are too few days
In weeks living life like a mouse in a room full of elephants
What am I to you
A paint-faced circus clown
A mime with crossed-out eyes
Too blind to see if you are the same as I
There really is no 'I' for 'U'
What am I to you
(I want to know) if this is the bitter end
(I don't know) if you'd call me more than a friend
(I want to know) a bittersweet fantasy
(I don't know) why you aren't here with me
What am I to you (Is this is the bitter end)
A paint-faced circus clown (Would you call me more than a friend)
A mime with crossed-out eyes (Just what am I)
Too blind to see that if you are the same as I (A bittersweet fantasy)
There really is no 'I' for 'U' (When you aren't here with me)
What am I? What am I to you (Just what am I)
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Writer(s): Arlo Moses
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