I move on like a sinners prayer And letting go like a levee breaks Walk away as if I don't care Learn to shoulder my mistakes Or built to fade like your favorite song Get reckless when there's no need Laugh as your stories ramble on Break my heart, but it won't bleedMy only friends are pirates That's just who I am But I'm better as a memory than as your man
Jazz felt a single tear fall down his face as he made his way to the launching pad. He couldn't look back…no he wouldn't look back. If he saw him, he wouldn't leave. This was something he had to do; if not for himself then for Prowl.
Never sure when the truth won't bend And pretty good on a lonely night Or move on the way a storm blows through And never stay, but then again, I might. I struggle sometimes to find the words Always sure until I doubt Walk a line until it blurs Build walls too high to climb out But I'm honest to a fault That's just who I am I'm better as a memory than as your man
Prowl deserved so much better than a lowly Iacon mech from the wrong part of town. He deserved someone who could be there for him at all times. Someone who he could openly talk to; someone far better than what Jazz considered himself. Prowl would hurt at first; Jazz knew that. He just chalked it up as another wrong he had done to him.
I see you leaning, you're bound to fall I don't want to be that mistake I'm just a dreamer and nothing more You should know it before it gets too late
So this was it. This was goodbye. Jazz had left without even saying it leaving the peaceful recharging Prowl to discover it on his own. He let his mind drift back to the beginning of their relationship…back to when everything was happy and cheerful. But that had all changed now. It seemed like fight after fight happened. Jazz could tell Prowl was at his breaking point, and primus forbid that he would be the one to push him over the edge. He wouldn't do that to him. He loved the white and black mech way too much for that. Prowl would get over him in time. He was very attractive and bright. He would find that special person to sweep him off of his feet. To heal the scars and wounds of the past. Jazz was just sorry that it wasn't him that could be Prowl's hero. He boarded the shuttle without saying a word taking his seat staring out of the window. He finally let go, letting the tears flow. Then something caught his optics. A figure running to the shuttle. Jazz gasped it was Prowl. He wasn't supposed to be here, but it was too late now. He waved a one last good-bye whispering "I love you Prowl" before the shuttle blasted off leaving not only one broken-heart mech, but carrying another as well.
Cause goodbyes are like a roulette wheel You never know where they're gonna land First you're spinning, then you're standing still Left holding a losing hand But one day you're gonna find someone And right away you'll know it's true That all of your sinking's done It was just a part of the passing through Right there in that moment you'll finally understand That I was better as a memory than as your man Better as a memory than as your man