I've given up on Prince Charming;
Now I'm merely looking for Prince Anybody.
Giving up on knights of despair,
The same old lie was always heard:
"I love you, my fair maiden."
Locked up in my castle,
No one's even bothered
To look up to my window
And want to set me free.
Paper hearts and a starless sky
Filly my empty nights with a certain melancholy.
In my barren kingdom,
Memories of my heart ascending to the ground
Flood the room.
Can anyone render me breathless?
Here's my heart, if you dare.
Careful, the mangled pieces might
Leave its brutal imprint on you.
