King

Fifteen missed calls
Six messages
Only good enough
When you’re on my skin
Easy to forget, forget about me
Told me you were busy
The whole week

Maybe I'm drunk
Maybe I'm weak
But I just want you to just want me

Lost in your gaze
God, I'm so naive
Gotta outgrow this narrative

Burning the pages
My king, am I part
Of your grand design?
Fixing the breakage
That you left in your wake
When you stepped on my heart
Burning the pages

Locked inside your kingdom walls
Wonder if you're inside there
Have to make sure before I disappear

But you have the nerve
To tell me it’s my fault
You never admit
Even when you are wrong

I know you’re drunk
I know you’re weak
And you only call
When you’re lonely
Lost in your gaze
God, I'm so naive
Gotta outgrow this narrative

Burning the pages
My king, am I part
Of your grand design?
Fixing the breakage
That you left in your wake
When you stepped on my heart
Burning the pages

I'm no maid, I'm no mother
Shouldn’t have to fill your cup up
Until there’s nothing left of me

I'm not waiting for no saviour
If I was, you wouldn’t be able
To save me

Burning the pages
My king, am I part
Of your grand design?
Fixing the breakage
That you left in your wake
When you stepped on my heart
Burning the pages