they come in two’s and i’m alone,
\nsaying “you don’t belong here, outsider”.
\nthey stick in pairs from dusk til morn,
\n“you’re just not needed, lonely stranger”.<\/p>\n
but, but, what if i want to be just one?
\ncan’t i just float by the side and linger?
\ncan’t i just stay around and soon be gone?
\ni’m feeling pretty fine, i don’t need another.<\/p>\n
“we come in two’s, it’s just the way it is,
\ngo leave and return with someone, anyone;
\njust for the meantime, if you really insist,
\nchuck ’em and leave ’em when the day’s done.”<\/p>\n
i say, no need, no need, i’ll just be gone.
\ncan’t help it if i’m me and with no one,
\ntomorrow i might be two or still by my lonesome,
\nhell if i worry about whatever i’ll become.<\/p>\n
so they come in two’s and i’m alone,
\nthey say, “no space for you here, stranger”.
\nand hey, that’s fine, the world still turns,
\ni’m sure there’s lots of space for me somewhere.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
they come in two’s and i’m alone, saying “you don’t belong here, outsider”. they stick in pairs from dusk til …<\/p>\n