Max came around one day Very much nothing to say And so we sat in silence by the road It took a while to land He threw his head into his hands And said, "This is too much for a man to hold" If you were mine If you were mine I'd let you live Your life Threw my head into his chest I think we did our best But now we must make good on words to God And sit with a weary breath No need to say the rest I fear that we've been lost here for too long If you were mine If you were mine I'd let you live Your life The end of the affair I try to keep us there Shake hands and say good night I love you, goodbye Now let me live My life

Mr. Hughes, how are you? I know it's been a while But I've been dying, trying to capture A billion smiles People like us, we are Always misunderstood Though there's ups and downs the bad outshines the good Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree People say we're done for We're liabilities But I brought property on the thin line between genius and insanity You wrote the books on brains and wealth, and looks Ahead of both our times Free thinkers only thrive in history books Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree Howard, my dear Was it films and planes that made you this way? Howard, my dear They spoke and we're jokes Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree