Sirens calling

It's just there (just right over there)
Deliberately out of reach (it's ok, it's ok, you can do it)
A device of sin, a message of peace (just send the message)
But to whom shall it be addressed?
The fiction I created
A figment of my imagination
About a love that was a lie
To a stranger who pretended to be mine (oh no no no)
I'd rather write a note to self

You are worthy of love
You are worthy of love

Yes, avoid the broken birds with beautiful melodies
Sirens calling you to crash against the jagged rocks
As is their tendencies
It's ok to grieve, to cry
As natural as laughter
But when you're done
Feather your wings
And fly