The Other

I am sure that you miss the way I saw you Before you grew cold So understand like you did just for a little while: This home is my home and it will always be broken no matter how much I've changed; no matter how much we all try it will stay so low It's no wonder why I'm always high This boy is my man and I just can't love him right No matter how long he has waited; no matter how much he has tried Surprise, surprise It's no wonder why I'm always high Pride comes before a fall But see, I was born down here So what does it matter? I'll make it easy and be on my way But before I let you go Let me look at you