She’s the queen, she feels like a ten
She steps hard, she’s crushed me good
With her friends she plays at being a woman
But she’s just a girl disguised in another skin
She doesn’t want to tie herself down, she’s never faithful
She prefers bodies that are for hire
When night falls she drinks moons until dawn
At daybreak she asks for a cradle and I feed her
She’s a princess, she kisses you and leaves
She shoves me hard and I let it slide
She shuts the door and doesn’t even say goodbye
I’m sure that she’ll be out looking for
Another piece of cannon fodder
You, ask for war, declare your intentions, give me tongue
Break my heart, I want a truce
On your legs I’ll lavish passion
She combs her hair, gets dressed, her lips colored
She turns around and says that she feels inferior
And she only wants that the world falls at her feet
And she never reaches one hundred percent
Lying in a corner and turns around
She prefers something better
She sighs, freezes, bursts
Now she doesn’t make things up
She matures with time and laments
She tells her people that now she’s happier
And then she inhales those dreams that rise through her nose
I don’t want to remember it anymore
I don’t want to remember it anymore
I don’t want to remember it anymore
You, ask for war, declare your intentions, give me tongue
Break my heart, I want a truce
On your legs I’ll lavish passion
You, ask for war, declare your intentions, give me tongue
Break my heart, I want a truce
On your legs I’ll lavish passion
You, ask for war, declare your intentions, give me tongue
Break my heart, I want a truce
On your legs I’ll lavish passion