Her Ornament
Never really meant to volunteer
Felt the urge to stretch after a yawn and accidentally raised my hand

I just want to be her special someone who will never pioneer
I prefer to watch the mud break off her heels and turn into cement

I just want to be her ornament

Her shadow seems much cooler
Camouflage myself and plan a splendid entrance

I just want to be her situation pending expectation
I just want to be her ornament

I never really meant to volunteer
I fought the urge to stretch after a yawn and accidentally lost my head

I just want to be her exploitation and abbreviation
I just want to be her ornament