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