From the album Two Star & The Dream Police
Mk.gee names doubt and the cost it brings, then refuses to let desire go. The song is a small, stubborn argument for wanting even when wanting hurts.
You're the best thing I know But late at night, I start to question
Admiration and suspicion sit side by side in one breath. That private, nocturnal doubt makes the rest feel less like drama and more like a repeated, lonely choice.
And I want what I want Yes, I want what I want
The line is a stubborn declaration not a plea. Repetition turns desire into a rule you follow, not an emotion you explain.
Every time you leave, a little part of me dies
This gives a ledger to the want. It makes clear that insisting on desire has measurable cost.
Sat out your line of fire I'm not your hero But I've got this desire
Admitting non-heroism flips the posture from bravado to truth. He chooses to take harm for longing, and that choice is the song's clearest moral fact.
You leave the song with a simple fact. Wanting can be deliberate and damaging, and here it is claimed outright.