Oh, Kyoto my darling, don't talk that way, I've seen brighter days myself Oh, Kyoto, I wanna revel in your grace and the look on your face, it's so simple It's almost been a year I still get bu*terflies sometimes You face my fears I can push the session to some other time If you're free, I'm free-er You belong with me, that's clear Kyoto, I miss you, and when I kiss you The trees turn red. And I don't fraternize, with other singers that treat us like second-stringers They try to play nice, I don't give up so easy I take their peace signs, and raise a middle finger So to speak You in defeat makes me weak, make it a week I can't wait that long Girl, you and me, that's my favorite song. I want to be your white knight, but I don't fight dirty like he might. Catcaller with the blank stare, of course she's got a man on her arm what do you care? Blood on my brow, now I'm seeing red, and my light in the dark is to see him dead. I hold your head to my chest with his blood on my hands The beach after dark with my feet in the sand… That's my happy place, and when I see your face I melt. If he'd known how you felt he wouldn't. He wouldn't. Kyoto, I miss you. When I kiss you, the trees turn red.