One, two, three, four
Oh, my talking bird
Though you know so few words
Theyre on infinite repeat
Like your brain cant keep up with your beak
And youre kept in an open cage
So youre free to leave or stay
And sometimes you get confused
Like there is a hint that Im trying to give you
The longer you think
The less youll know what to do
Its hard to see your way out
When you live in a house in a house
Cause you dont realize
That the windows were open the whole time
But, oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and furled
Ill love you all the days
Till the breath leaves your delicate frame
Its all here for you
As long as you choose to stay, hey
Its all here for you
As long as you dont fly away
