My wardrobe's full of sparkly dresses But I don't know anymore who to wear them for My life's excess has sustained the press I asked for more, became their darling *****
They gave me a glass cage and called it a home Put me on a cross and called it a throne Danced like a ballerina in hopes to please The hungry abonnés should fulfill my wish
Spotlight on the stage replaced my sun I'm a property of everyone And I sometimes think I do regret Selling myself as a marionette...
Ruffled hemline dresses, different shiny gowns Nightly royal dance ball in different shiny towns Smiling to impress and not to express A damsel should not let them see her distress
They gave me a noose and called it a necklace Told me to patch up my porcelain crevice Broke my fingers to make it fit into the shoes Stitched my lips into a smile, romanticized this abuse
Camera flashes replaced my stars-- A price to pay for a superstar And I always think I do regret Selling myself as a marionette... Arms tied with hard strings Lips sealed for the ventriloquist And I do, I do, I do regret Selling myself as a marionette.