Kyoto

Oh, Kyoto my darling, don’t talk that way, I’ve seen brighter days myself

Oh, Kyoto, I wanna revel in your grace and the look on your face, it’s so simple

It’s almost been a year
I still get butterflies sometimes
You face my fears
I can push the session to some other time
If you’re free, I’m free-er
You belong with me, that’s clear

Kyoto, I miss you, and when I kiss you
The trees turn red.

And I don’t fraternize, with other singers that treat us like second-stringers
They try to play nice, I don’t give up so easy
I take their peace signs, and raise a middle finger
So to speak
You in defeat makes me weak, make it a week I can’t wait that long
Girl, you and me, that’s my favorite song.
I want to be your white knight, but I don’t fight dirty like he might.
Catcaller with the blank stare, of course she’s got a man on her arm what do you care?
Blood on my brow, now I’m seeing red, and my light in the dark is to see him dead.
I hold your head to my chest with his blood on my hands
The beach after dark with my feet in the sand…
That’s my happy place, and when I see your face I melt.
If he’d known how you felt he wouldn’t. He wouldn't.

Kyoto, I miss you. When I kiss you, the trees turn red.