Masquerade

Poor Cinderella Sits on her pumpkin The masquerade's over Her gown is in shreds Poor Cinderella Watches the hours tick by And wonders why Why must she be someone else if she wanted to fly Oh, I live my life at the masquerade Wearing another girl's smile I laughed at all the dumb jokes they made Even believing my guile Why can't I be the girl that I am in my heart Why must I spend my whole life just playing a part Goodbye glass slipper No prince is coming He loved the fair maiden He met at the ball Not Cinderella What lies beneath the mask He'd never ask She is left hollow and glumly returns to her task I want to sing! I want to dance I want to strip down to my underpants Oh if I ever had the chance I'd show to all of fucking France The light inside of me But... I live my life at the masquerade Wearing another girl's smile I laughed at all the dumb jokes they made Even believing my guile. Why can't I be the girl that I am in my heart Why must I spend my whole life just playing a part Apart