And I will await your highness
I'm so high I cannot walk
And I will await

You cripple
You take away my pride
My peace, my empathy

No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetal stress
Hard bitter candy, legless caress


What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen

Someday she will die alone

What was she for Valentine's?

An old forgotten concubine
Someday she will die for no one


She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place

Jesus saves
Old age (3 x's)


It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
We all know that she is friendless


Spits at mirrors; it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissues

We all know her rage is endless

She seems to me to know

All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place
Jesus saves

Old age (4 x's)

And then she begs and she says "Pretty please?

I'll make her pure again; I'll make her clean"

No one knows she's Hester Prynne

Someone please tell Anne Boleyn
Chokers are back in again


Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday she will just refuse


She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour

All the lies in her place
Jesus saves
Old age (3 x's)

Jesus saves
Old age


(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry
(Me in pieces) So sorry
(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry

(Me in pieces) So sorry