You were born perfect, you were born for everything

you were born with golden eyes and angelic wings

I was born broken, with a hole in my heart

I looked to you to fix it with your powerful art

And I know

you don’t owe me anything

but I figured, after all these years

You’d show

at my window

and tell me it was worth all these tears

Oh Apollo

can you hear me?

Oh Apollo

can you see me?

You were given a sister much different from you

I thought that made us similar, but I was wrong about that too

And whenever they say your name in all the books that I read,

I picture you really, truly loving me

And I know

you don’t owe me anything

but I figured, after all these years

You’d show

at my window

and tell me it was worth all these tears

Oh Apollo

can you hear me?

Oh Apollo

can you see me?

And I know that it’s so stupid that I ever worshiped you

because gods aren’t real, but I need something to cling to

and whenever I forget you I feel so uninspired

and I thought that this was helping, but I feel so tired

Oh Apollo

can you hear me?

Oh Apollo

can you see me?