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You used to wrap yourself in fairy tales

Like a blanket 

But it was he cold you loved 

Sharp shivers as you uncovered 

The corpses of Bluebeard’s wives 

Sweeter goosebumps as Prince Charming 

Slid one glass slipper over your perfect little toes 

A perfect fit 

By the schoolyard, real princesses floated by you on fall winds 

You saw the gulf 

Between you and the rich girls 

And you vowed to stop believing 

Im fairy tales 

But the stories were in you 

Deep as poison 

If Prince Charming was real 

If he could save you 

You needed to be saved 

From the unfairness of everything 

When would he come?

The answer was a cool shrug 

In a hundred fleeting moments 

You learned you didn’t have 

Whatever magic turns a beast 

Into a prince 

You surrounded yourself 

With the girls you’d always resented 

Hoping to share their power 

And you hated yourself 

And that diminished you even more 

And then, right when you thought 

You might just disappear 

He saw you 

And you knew somewhere deep 

It was too good to be true 

But you let yourself be swept 

Because he was the first 

Strong enough to lift you 

Now in his castle you understand 

Prince Charming and Bluebeard 

Are the same man 

And you don’t get a happy end 

Unless you love both of him 

Didn't you want this?

To be loved?

Didn’t you want him to crown you? 

Didn’t you ask for it?

Didn't you ask for it?

Didn't you ask for it? 

So say you can live like this 

Say you love him 

Say thank you 

Say anything but the truth 

What if you can’t love him back?

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