Prince-S

Eleven times a scapegoat

It’s not a hug, but a choke

And you’re not what

I’ve been missin’

I’ll be damned before

I listen to you

Princess of distress, you’re a princess of distress

Everything you want and nothing that you need

But somehow it all just fits in

I’d climb your mind just to go wishing

I guess there’s no use really ‘cuz ‘

Cuz there’s nothing like a real thing

Welling up in my throat

I love you, you must know

There’s not much that needs fixin’

I can’t quit when

I’m addicted

I guess there’s no use really ‘cuz ‘

Cuz there’s nothing like a real thing

I guess there’s no use really ‘cuz ‘

Cuz there’s nothing like a real thing