The scariest thing About letting yourself go Is letting people know You're emotional.
And when you cry every night And wish you would die, Where are they Telling you To hold on, Stay strong? No where. They are no where to be found. No, they don't make a sound.
So when they come around In your glory days, They don't even Recognize your face. It's a shame to say They just want your fame.
But they don't even know You're emotional. 'Cause you keep it in, So they don't win.
But when That one person Comes along And sings you A song, Let them in Don't let them Move on.