She locked herself in that room with a full view of a full moon and this where she comes to fly when she wanna disappear from what's outside. I try not to make it obvious she doesn't know there's an audience. These walls are ripped and thin So it ain't my fault that I'm listenin'. And I can make out every word Cause she sing loud like a trapped bird she looks out at the stars when she writes songs on that guitar. And every song you write without me, just another sad song to me. And every song you write without me, sound like who I'll never be. She picked up her instrument and I don't know where I went. I just close my eyes and float like I'm in there with her tryin' to hold all the notes she hits, motionless, my secret solo show she gives. Sometimes she'll search for a line and I wish I could give her one of mine. But it would all unravel if she found out I was in the shadows. So I suppress what I obsess, but your biggest fan wanna sing a duet. Because every song you write without me, just another sad song to me. And every song you write without me, sound like who I'll never be. Familiar with the voice of the lonely, lost in the noise of the wind blowing, Go ahead, girl, tell your story, but the siren don't wail for holy. Play your heart by strings, with the parts you sing. Can't wait to hear what tomorrow brings. And if you ever get to smile, I'll be right here tryin' to reconcile my desire to admire your sadness. You gon rise from the fire and ashes. And if it's all the same to you, you oughta let me be the one to change your tune Cause every song you write without me, just another sad song to me. And every song you write without me, sound like who I'll never be.