Standing in my sequin dress
Your eyes caught by the waitress
You want everyone in the room
Greed and lust making you look grotesque
Gave me a week to peak
Fear of being rejected from the one my rational mind would not have accepted
You seemed so benign now all I want to do is resign
You try your best but you always sound condescending
Your tenets flick as a restless kid
If you would not have shown me my place I would have stayed on my knees
Always wondering what was wrong with me
You were too wicked but now you look so imbecile to me
Your demons rattled my angels
But once I uncloaked my Cruella all of you went unstable
Calling me crazy and naïve
Saying I should be kept on the blade of a knife
You worry too much for me
I can even survive the great war I guarantee
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