Biggest Fan
I'd pay good money to watch you play
Hang on to every word you say
If I could jump that high
To me, you're a heartthrob on a silver screen
If everyone saw what I see, there wouldn't be one empty seat
I'd give up my hobbies if you'd choose me as yours
Wait in the lobby 'til you think I might look like home
All I ask of you is a chance
I'll be your biggest fan
Put you on a pedestal up so high; I worry you're lonely sometimes
But you got the birds and you go the breeze
And then there's me: looking up at you all doe-eyed
Trying to figure out how to climb the sky
Don't have a ladder, but I've got a dream
I'd give up my hobbies if you'd choose me as yours
Wait in the lobby 'til you think I might look like home
When your apologists and die-hards leave the stands
I'll be your biggest fan
I'd love you 'til the end of time
Pay for all your crimes
Give until my well's bone dry
What's love if not self-sacrifice?
Cut myself down a size
To fit inside your life
LA apartment on floor five
Can't believe you picked me tonight
You got so much to say and I've got the time
But It's not quite going how it went in my mind
Your sink is dirty; the sex was fine
Dead soldiers salute me from your bedside
I gave up my hobbies thinking I'd rather be a bride
But you don't look godly when you're laying by my side
Oh, I finally see the holes in my failed plan
You're just a man
Hang on to every word you say
If I could jump that high
To me, you're a heartthrob on a silver screen
If everyone saw what I see, there wouldn't be one empty seat
I'd give up my hobbies if you'd choose me as yours
Wait in the lobby 'til you think I might look like home
All I ask of you is a chance
I'll be your biggest fan
Put you on a pedestal up so high; I worry you're lonely sometimes
But you got the birds and you go the breeze
And then there's me: looking up at you all doe-eyed
Trying to figure out how to climb the sky
Don't have a ladder, but I've got a dream
I'd give up my hobbies if you'd choose me as yours
Wait in the lobby 'til you think I might look like home
When your apologists and die-hards leave the stands
I'll be your biggest fan
I'd love you 'til the end of time
Pay for all your crimes
Give until my well's bone dry
What's love if not self-sacrifice?
Cut myself down a size
To fit inside your life
LA apartment on floor five
Can't believe you picked me tonight
You got so much to say and I've got the time
But It's not quite going how it went in my mind
Your sink is dirty; the sex was fine
Dead soldiers salute me from your bedside
I gave up my hobbies thinking I'd rather be a bride
But you don't look godly when you're laying by my side
Oh, I finally see the holes in my failed plan
You're just a man
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Cheung, Matthew Scott King, Frances Lee Arnautou, Patrick James Bodi, William Paul Winter Clarke
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