Princess

Pretending to be your Princess for a day Princess made of steel and scars Made of burns and dying stars Made of ink and made of blood Made of everything you love Pretending to be your Princess forever For a future I long to see after We kill our demons and find our Utopia Waiting for the day we'll stop playing comedia Pretending to be your Princess for a day For a week or for a year, your Princess nowadays That'll leave you with a bitter taste in your mouth Some drops of blood on your lips and a so charming smile Your Princess, your Princess, your Princess Pretending to be your Princess overseas With big dark eyes for you to see How I was treated and how to behave How to end my suffering and stop me as a slave I could be your Princess if you wanted me to You'd just have to ask for a kiss or two I could heal your soul but open new wounds too But you'll like it darling knowing it's me and you Your Princess, your Princess, your Princess