seats are reserved

I've got way too many loose ends
Very picky with who I call friends
Some, I see through like looking through a lens
Some, they just sit on a loose fence

"That's me, your friend", they say
Looking at a mirror
They don't know it's two-way
They don't know no better
I won't let you in, but I can let you out
You'll be out of sight and you'll be out of my mind
If you step out of my line

Before you sit down, ask
Don't like two faces or a mask
There's only a few spots
Try to sneak in, you get caught
They're filling up fast
The ones I'm letting in won't be the last
But the seats are reserved
Only for the well deserved
For the well deserved
For the well deserved
For the well deserved
For the well deserved

I see you tryna look closer
Through the two-way mirror
Real close, tryna peek and
Just see clearer
If you think you're close to me, you're not
It's a mirage, yeah it's probably too hot
Too hot, too hot

I got eyes behind my head
Don't talk behind my back
Not quite a good look
I already see the lack of dignity
I guess you're not so witty
The door on your way in is small
But the one on your way out you'll find that it's tall
So don't hesitate
Got somewhere to be? Get out or you'll be late

Before you sit down, ask
Don't like two faces or a mask
There's only a few spots
Try to sneak in, you get caught
They're filling up fast
The ones I'm letting in won't be the last
But the seats are reserved
Only for the well deserved
For the well deserved
For the well deserved
For the well deserved
For the well deserved