You were supposed to be my queen
Traveling and sleeping with me
We’d take our things and our loved ones with us
We’d go on a boat on the sea.
With your hair piled up high and your dress so fine
You looked like a vision to me.
You were always my princess but that was the end
We went back to the Poisonous Tree.
It’s the end. It doesn’t feel like the end.
We can always restart and amend.
Sometimes I don’t know what you mean.
You were supposed to be my queen.
Don’t you remember the night that we cried
And promised to live through the war
I was yours you were mine, we owned this town.
For us there would always be more.
I don’t mean to belabor this sad little point
But I can’t get it out of my mind.
We’re living our lives from two miles apart.
We left our kingdom behind.