# HAVE THEM THEN *Goodbye, Little Menace* [Intro — Soft piano, tired spoken baritone] You used to call me Fairy Floss. I used to call you my little menace. Funny how names change meaning When the feelings behind them die. [Verse 1 — Melancholic, restrained] Remember those mornings in the gym? The iron, the laughter, the empty floor? I thought we were building something real, Now I don't believe that anymore. Those early walks before the sunrise, The conversations side by side. I used to treasure every moment, Now I wonder what was just another lie. The little jokes, the stupid games, The flirting and the pet names. Every time I thought we'd found our ground, You'd disappear and tear it down. [Pre-Chorus — Quiet resentment] You wanted honesty, I gave you mine, Never played your games or wasted time. I thought your walls were made of pain, Now I'm just tired of the same old game. [Chorus — Emotional, melodic] Have them then, Every man you're entertaining. Every name upon your screen, Every little conversation That makes you feel like someone's queen. I won't fight for your attention, I won't beg to stand in line. You can keep your thousand admirers, But you won't have any more of mine. And Fairy Floss can fuck right off, That version of me is gone. You're still my little menace, But there's nothing little about the wrong. [Verse 2 — Bitter, reflective] Remember all the dates we talked of? The places we were gonna go? The kisses and the stolen moments, The things I thought I'd come to know? The way you'd curl against my chest, Like nowhere else you'd rather be. I thought I'd finally found some silence, Now that silence feels like mockery. The songs we wrote, the words we traded, Every little hidden meaning. I thought there was a heart beneath it, Now I'm tired of second-guessing. You'd flirt until I answered, Then act like I'd crossed a line. Disappear when things got serious, Come back like everything was fine. [Pre-Chorus — Strings rising] The late-night calls, the morning texts, The little games, the disrespect. I kept on finding explanations, Kept forgiving every sign. Now I'm done wasting my time. [Chorus — Stronger, wounded conviction] Have them then, Every man you're entertaining. Every name upon your screen, Every little conversation That makes you feel like someone's queen. I won't fight for your attention, I won't beg to stand in line. You can keep your thousand admirers, But you won't have any more of mine. And Fairy Floss can fuck right off, He believed in what he saw. You're still a little menace, But I don't find it cute anymore. [Bridge — Piano only, spoken softly] There was a moment... You were curled against my chest. And for the first time in forever, My mind was completely still. No noise. No war. No weight. Just you. I told you I could've died that happy. And I meant it. [Long silence] That's what annoys me most. Not that I felt it. But that I gave you something I don't give to anyone. And now I question every second. [Build — Soft strings, growing bitterness] The mornings. The kisses. The laughter. The walks. The workouts. The songs. The games. The talks. The little woman I once adored, The one I kept making excuses for. You were never mine, And I never claimed you were. But I won't be another voice In a crowd you keep around. [Final Chorus — Soaring, bittersweet] Have them then, Every man who wants your attention. Every stranger who believes He's found something worth protecting In the things you let him see. Take the songs and take the memories, Take the plans we never made. Take the sunrise and the laughter, Take the kisses, take the games. I was willing to be vulnerable, I was willing to be kind. But I was never willing To be one more man in line. And Fairy Floss can fuck right off, He won't be coming back again. You're still that little menace, But now the word just means Exactly what it says. [Outro — Quiet piano, exhausted baritone] I used to smile when you called me that. I used to smile when you misbehaved. Now I hear the same old words And feel nothing worth the chase. You can have whoever you want. You never needed my permission. But you no longer get my devotion While you keep your other options. Goodbye, little menace. Have them then. I'm done playing.
