You can be my invisible queen,
Sing me love songs through the wind in the trees,
I'll sit alone, catch your kiss on the breeze,
And giggle at the nothings that you whisper to me;
And you can hold my hand till the,
Mirror shows a man; or just until I learn to stand;
It aint as though you didn't make it clear,
So you can hold those tears till I take them back;
I'm so fucking sick and tired; of writing 'bout my loneliness,
And making every song like "if only she would notice this";
I try to catch these birds when they're broken winged,
Cause when I tell 'em how I feel I feel like a total dick;
And that's the truth, still we objectify 'em,
Till none of them are perfect and the rest of them were lying;
And the whole time while we know they're on consignment,
We act as if we buy them by investing in some diamond;
And you can try to keep your fairies in that glass jar,
But Tinkerbelle's a mistress who'll feed you to her card sharks;
And while I'd love to put the blame someone else,
It aint as though they forced me to fall under their spells; (uh)
But you can be my invisible queen,
Sing me love songs through the wind in the trees,
I'll sit alone, catch your kiss on the breeze,
And giggle at the nothings that you whisper to me,
And you can hold my hand till the
Mirror shows a man; or just until I learn to stand;
It aint as though you didn't make it clear,
So you can hold those tears till I take them back;
They say that money can't buy happiness,
But it can buy women, now isn't that so accurate?
And now you're acting like the fact that you were actually,
The devil in disguise was just a foot note from the asterix;
And I don't know if I imagined it,
But I feel like I lost myself in your bag magic tricks;
I see your lips like an addicts hit,
Bury my bones in the hat where that rabbit lives;
And there's nothing to gained through me messing around,
Cause she just another angel with her head in the clouds;
So until we part ways cause I'm dead in the ground,
Take it all girl you can wear that crown;
Cause you can be my invisible queen,
Sing me love songs through the wind in the trees,
I'll sit alone, catch your kiss on the breeze,
And giggle at the nothings that you whisper to me,
And you can hold my hand till the
Mirror shows a man; or just until I learn to stand;
It aint as though you didn't make it clear,
So you can hold those tears till I take them back;
I'm sick of chasing them around in this hedge maze,
I'm looking for a lover I'm not searching for a best mate;
And I don't mean to hold you down with this dead weight;
But little miss is screaming for a friend till she's red faced;
And I don't think that I'm the type to ignore them,
Maybe because I'm weak, or maybe because they're awesome;
Got girls on the mind and women up in my chorus,
So I'll sing about 'em till nothing is more important;
Cause you can be my invisible queen,
Sing me love songs through the wind in the trees,
I'll sit alone, catch your kiss on the breeze,
And giggle at the nothings that you whisper to me,
And you can hold my hand till the
Mirror shows a man; or just until I learn to stand;
It aint as though you didn't make it clear,
So you can hold those tears till I take them back;
Love, aint that the feeling of desperation,
Where you recognize their faces when you reach the devils basement;
Love, aint that the feeling of desperation,
Where you recognize their faces when you reach the devils basement;
Love, aint that the feeling of desperation,
Where you recognize their faces when you reach the devils basement;
Love, aint that the feeling of desperation,
Where you recognize their faces when you reach the devils basement;
*talking*
So then I went to mcdonalds, and I went up to the girl at the counter and I said, you can be my partially visible queen... my opaque princess if you will... and she was, she was down with it
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