Lonely Little Queen

Let me tell you that it's all just a dream

That blood on your hand won't come off like you planned

You're losing your grip on your royal command

Up in your castle made of sand

Your head is pounding like a military band

Are you sure that the banging, the pounding, the panging isn't just another scam?

Aren't you tired love

Of always looking over your shoulder?

Aren't you tired, of stomping around on your battle ground

Burning down your bridges

Burning down your house

There's no one to hurt you, no one to desert you

but you go on anyhow

Burning down your bridges

Burning down your house

You're killing yourself more than the law allows

I've been trying to get to you

For thirty lifetimes in a day

But it's hard when your bones weigh you down like stones

And your conscience is made of clay

And I know that it's hard living in a world where you can't discern your friends from foes

But I suppose that you chose out this life like a rose

Like you were picking out your clothes

And aren't you weary love, changing your face like a display case

And ain't it dreary, love, marching home to the metronome

Burning down your bridges

Burning down your house

Oh there's no one to hurt you, no one to desert you

But you go on anyhow

Burning down your bridges

Burning down your house

You're killing yourself more than the law allows

Aren't you weary love

Dragging your feet down your empty street

And ain't it dreary love

Closing your door like it was before

Burning down your bridges

Burning down your house

Oh there's no one to hurt you, no one to desert you

But you go on anyhow

Burning down your bridges

Burning down your house

You're killing yourself more than the law allows

I said you're killing yourself more than the law allows

Yeah you're killing yourself more than the law allows