Twisted Little Fairytale

You sit
Upon your golden throne
Lavished with expensive stones
And still you say that it's all wrong.

I know
Beneath that shiny mask
Lies a small boy
Lost and painted in fear of feeling something other than
The twisted feeling you get from ripping
Me apart
You stole my heart
But then you lost it
And now I know you never really meant a word of it

'Cause underneath it all
I see the truth stripped naked
Laid out for all to see
That you never really cared for me

And only god knows how the world works
You can't pretend to know the secrets
That it hides
And as you sit upon your throne of thorns
Lavished with expensive stones of coal
You'll see that life's not a fairytale

But this Cinderella's gonna get her happy ending.