imstillFranci - King Lyrics

Fifteen missed calls,
Six messages,
Only good enough
When you're on my skin.
Easy to forget, forget about me,
Told me you were busy
The whole week.

Maybe I'm drunk,
Maybe I'm weak,
But I just want you to just want me.

Lost in your gaze,
God, I'm so naive,
Gotta outgrow this narrative.

Burning the pages,
My king, am I part
Of your grand design?
Fixing the breakage
That you left in your wake
When you stepped on my heart.
Burning the pages.

Locked inside your kingdom walls,
Wonder if you're inside there.
Have to make sure before I disappear.

But you have the nerve
To tell me it's my fault.
You never admit,
Even when you are wrong.

I know you're drunk,
I know you're weak,
And you only call
When you're lonely.
Lost in your gaze,
God, I'm so naive,
Gotta outgrow this narrative.

Burning the pages,
My king, am I part
Of your grand design?
Fixing the breakage
That you left in your wake
When you stepped on my heart.
Burning the pages.

I'm no maid, I'm no mother.
Shouldn't have to fill your cup up
Until there's nothing left of me.

I'm not waiting for no saviour,
If I was, you wouldn't be able
To save me.

Burning the pages,
My king, am I part
Of your grand design?
Fixing the breakage
That you left in your wake
When you stepped on my heart.
Burning the pages.