Princess Misery

from by Thom Carter

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Come and lay down in the Sun,
Smoke a cigarette, put the world to rest,
With your poison tongue,
A mix up of intellect and failure in your caustic wit,


Oh, look what you’ve done,
Turned yourself to stone,
What have you become,
But a hypocritical head banging on and on and on?

About your true lovers,
The last of which was me,
All of whom gave up on you,
Or “failed you”, as you’d like to think,

Oh, you shout and wave your arms around,
But it does no good to me,
No, I don’t even see you anymore,
Princess Misery,
Princess of misery.


I took you as my lady,
I took you for a while,
Till your groundless suspicions and martial ambitions,
Turned that all around,

And you wished on me disaster,
As you put lipstick on your mouth,
Lipstick like a Roman shield,
Before the sword comes out,


You used to walk the Western Road,
Telling me that God would bless my soul,
Its only God who I can’t answer for,
I loved you once, not anymore.


Oh, how great the divide,
Between the poverty that felt then,
And the poverty that I now feel inside,

As a reminder,
A talisman if you will,
That keeps me wondering if that ,
Lipstick curse of yours is true,

If that lipstick curse of yours rings true,


We used to walk a path unknown,
Without all the complications of letting go,
Like a jail with one door open,
Leading out to grass,

When the watchman’s eye is off the ball,
You’d be a fool to pass up on the chance,
A fool to pass up on the chance.


You used to walk the Western Road,
Telling me that God would bless my soul,
Its only God that I can’t answer for,
I loved you once, not anymore,
Anymore.

credits

from Jacket EP, released July 14, 2014
Words and Music by Thom Carter, Copyright 2014.

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