anything else is unthinkable
Jenna dances for an audience. You dance like there’s no-one else in the room… Your life’s not simple, Fiona, and you can’t stop it from showing, because you’re no fake, you’re not lost, you don’t need finding. This whole city belongs to the Jenna’s, but I’m sick of them. I swear, Fiona, you’re nothing like anyone I’ve ever met. You make me want to enjoy my life again.
This is a sad song. This is the saddest song in the world.
READY AIM FIRE, READY AIM FIRE AWAY