We ate from The Tree Of Knowledge, Good and Evil No higher steeple

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin

Jeffrey is my friend Until it’s the end Always gonna be There if he needs me

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Go ahead Do your thing I’m waiting With open wings

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates

You say this I say that We are caught in a rat trap Take a breath Step it back

I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile

You showed me the switch And all that comes with it Karma’s a bitch