Twisted F.ucking Game

She's changing yes she's changing beneath her beaming china face

Never cracking, never breaking Never tumbling from grace

Masquerading as perfection hiding skin that's stained and torn

Haunted by the death of her sweet soul that she could never mourn

She's still a princess even though her crown lays shattered at her feet

She's still alive even though her heart grows faint with every beat

Condemned by the lie of everything she used to be

Perceived as a tease because she's cloaked in mystery

Stood so proud and tall so that her legs cannot give way

She takes her strength from all the truth she's kept so long at bay.

The epitome of darkness trapped behind a wall of light

She's petrified of silent screams that keep her awake all night

Feel her lips they're cold as ice, she'll never be the same

Just another loser in your Twisted F.ucking Game