expendable © ellis 2000

you are so good, the finest wine
you have exquisite taste in your own sweet time
you’ve played the part of the scenery
you’ve been the show everyone goes to see

no one knows what it’s like on the inside of you
no one sees things quite like you do
you saw this coming, you walk this path
this is only a feeling, and feelings come to pass

but the way you feel is expendable
it’s not real, but it’s still the price of freedom

no one could know, no one could tell
a secret that would slowly unveil
some much to fight about, so little left to say
it was so hard to walk away

and i’ll have you know
it has never been easy for me to go on
but i do, i’m on my own
but sometimes i wish things could’ve been different

never a chance to understand
never a change to let things go
you always wanted the upper hand
i walked away but i walked slow…

a hundred songs, all incomplete
so many feelings and they all compete
i believed in the dream and what we could do
i guess things work out the way they need to