Well, look at you... Still dressed in gold, Still selling stories bought and sold. A polished grin, a perfect lie, Still chasing brighter, louder skies. You call me lonely. How absurd. As though I'd fear an empty word. I walked through Hell with only me... And somehow still found company. A dream they swore would never last. A door they swore would never stand. I opened both with willing hands. You... Closed yours. Then called it grand. Who's alone... Fellow sinnerman? I opened gates with open hands. You forged yourself a gilded cage, Then crowned yourself the king on stage. Who's confined? Who's set free? I built a home. You built dependency. Tell me, darling... Answer true... Who's alone... Me... Or you? I never counted heads at tables. Never priced a single name. Those who crossed my threshold did so Never shackled. Never chained. Look around. Hear the laughter. Hear the clinking cups and glass. Funny... For a lonely devil... I seem to gather quite the cast. You buy attention. Lease affection. Broadcast every breath you take. Tell me... When the cameras shutter closed... What exactly still remains? Who's alone... Fellow sinnerman? I built a house. You built commands. I opened doors. You forged a cage. Then crowned yourself The king on stage. Tell me... When the city's gone to sleep... When the static finally dies... When another heartbeat's resting Quietly there by your side... ... Why... Does your silence... Still answer... Mine? I dined alone for years before You ever learned my name. I carved my crown with patient hands. No borrowed spark. No borrowed flame. I crossed this pit with empty pockets. Still returned with something more. Tell me... How many worlds have you created... Without locking every door? Breakdown No... I never feared being alone. Solitude has always suited me. Silence has never lied. Silence never asked me to become Something smaller To be understood. I do not need applause. I do not need permission. I do not need a crowded room To know exactly who I am. Can you say the same? Do you know... What disappoints me? ... Not that you left. Not that you changed. Not even that you hate me. ... It's that I looked at you... And for just one impossible moment... I thought... "Finally." Someone clever enough To build... Instead of conquer. ... What... A terrible waste. Who's alone... Fellow sinnerman? I built tomorrow with my hands. A dream. A home. A chance to start. You built an empire... Missing heart. You filled your bed. I filled these halls. One of us stood. One chose walls. Tell me, darling... Tell me true... If you're never really lonely... Why... Does every road... Still lead... To you? You could have built cathedrals. You built cameras. You could have built futures. You built followers. ... You called me lonely. ... No, darling. I simply learned... How to enjoy my own company. Pity... You never learned... To enjoy yours.
