I am a new girl in this old town Trying to figure out what life is I am a princess with no gown Living in a castle covered in grease
I have my whole heart with some broken dreams Keeping my hopes always high I have my eyes with a vibrant gleam Shutting them off whenever I cry
I am a coward with a hand of a dauntless dame Reaching for people in times of need They call me nonsense, radical and lame What a harsh reality, indeed!