i see how she looks at me. she's clueless, so paranoid that its actually funny. i try not to smirk when she looks at me like that. a bad paranoid. [hers] put on my mask, do a performance, and all that jazz. even the smile with the twinkles from my eyes, a shadow of a standing ovation is all i get but i wouldnt have it any other way. the spider in the corner in its forgotten web quite liked it, if i do say so myself. and the bats that hang from the ceiling, and the rats that live under the stage, and the moths that are living in the cushy seats. but its ok because only i can see them. i watched you change into a fly i looked away you were on fire i watched a change in you its like you never had wings now you feel so alive ive watched you change i took you home set you on the glass i pulled off your wings then i laughed i watched a change in you its like you never had wings and you feel so alive ive watched you change i look at the cross then i look away give you the gun blow me away i watched a change in you its like you never had wings... leap day comes only once every four years, sounds like a reason to party. i dont like leap day. at all. but that doesnt matter, and no one cares. be right back, talking to my dad about small towns in france and where i want to see.