Among the sounds of all the secrets here in private lies a motive
And you can't make me talk or prophesize for rubies
Cause I'm the target
You know things are changing when in a room of one it's hard to stand out
And in the words or mine at the age of eighty
"I blame myself."

What's it mean to be special?
Is it something in the water?
Their feelings transmit into microscopic
Touches that just don't reach me

I tried to catch you in disaster
But my eyes, they catch the ceiling
The ropes they use to bound the others scared of number one
They don't even phase me
Containing one in me is an effort in itself
There is no doorbell
Would you save the last dance for a hidden stranger?
Well I don't blame you

But I have myself
And I have myself