Tale as Old as Time
Tale as old as time
A few years down the road
Somebody bends again
Now, barely even friends
Beauty and the Beast
Just a little change
Not small to say the least
Belle’s a little scared
She is always prepared
For the wrath of the Beast
Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bitter, cruel and strange
Finding you can’t change
Thinking you’re not wrong
They say wealth magnifies
Who you are inside
I’m sure wealth of looks applies
Now Beast’s easy on the eyes
But nothing changed except his hide
He’s still cruel inside
Emotional abuse is real
It's easily concealed
But Belle is smart and strong
She will not be coerced
Beauty and the beast are getting a divorce
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