Shabby

You spend your days up in your castle
Fairy tales upon your mantel
Your glass slippers pitter patter
But one step out and they shatter

Here you lose your palace sheen
No longer like a queen
It's clear your peachy preachy words have just been routine
And you're giving me smiles with daggers in your eyes
Afraid to lose your play pretend crown as your prize

You paint yourself in golden ink
You'd gladly drown in it to be a star
But no amount of shiny skin
Can take away or hide your shabby heart

Perfect pose and practiced quotes
So tangled up in your own show
Too busy trying to best us
To own up to your messes
Guess this is all, my one last call
But you're tied up playing mirror mirror on the wall

You paint yourself in golden ink
You'd gladly drown in it to be a star
But no amount of shiny skin
Can take away or hide your drabby heart

Oh no, it can't hide your drabby heart
Oh no, it can't hide your drabby heart

When the day is over and your stage curtains close
You can't be so surprised that everyone's going home
Oh it's such a shame
Aren't you tired of playing these games

You hide yourself in golden ink
You're scared oh
You're scared of who you are
I'll let you in on something
That won't get you far

You paint yourself in golden ink
You'd gladly drown in it to be a star
But no amount of shiny skin
Can take away or hide your shabby heart
Oh no, it can't hide your shabby heart
Oh no