Torn to pieces, utterly besieged
On an absolute wing and a prayer
She lost her way back when, our princess all too ill-equipped
You walk, you trip, you fall
Fabricated laces becoming untied time again 
That penny, it never goddamn dropped
They do blame her, place her on a most ungodly, atrociously pathetic pedestal
All over the place, pain raining down around her pretty albeit make-up clad face
Her forever-stool making her rigid
No prince charming in sight, remarkably frigid
All nighters, a slight degree of happiness never lasting too long
A resolute necessity to remain stronger than strong
Step on up to the plate, our dear, replicate your very own fate
A dastardly dice with life, step away from the jagged knife-edge
Steal yourself away once more