Heavy is the head the wears the crown
I waited for you
Built an armor
Barricaded my heart with bricks
Gave you alone the keys to unlock it
I was scared
You weren't
Said you would heal
Wherever I burnt
But I had no scares
Until you decided that there were
I cried
Late at night, I cried
Heavy is the head the wears the crown
You wore it well
My king
Riding in on that trojan horse
I believed every word you said
Covered in gold
You were no sheep
But you glittered in innocence
My trust now is broken
I lost the spare key
Now all there is are walls
Built so high and thick
Almost forgot they were just bricks
by Toni Gray Hazlewood
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