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Jorja Smith

A Prince

 

A Prince


[Jorja Smith:]
1, 2, 3, check
1, 2, 3

Why am I gonna apologize?
What have I even done?
Why you acting like you lost the crown
If you were never wearing one?
Falling ever deeper, dealing cards now
Now you can't recognize yourself on the deck
I thought I was your queen of hearts
But all the aces stole the check

A prince, a prince
A glorious game
A prince, a prince
Checkmate 'til you stole me away

Cursing words, am I a pauper now?
Even though all my shoes do fit
Won't even let me leave the house past 12
I ain't no fairytale chick
Happy endings cloud your head now
You have put your expectations too high
Sit on the bed, tears running down our eyes
Once upon a time, I wonder why

A prince, a prince
A glorious game
A prince, a prince
Checkmate 'til you stole me away

[Maverick Sabre:]
Darling hold on a second
You know that your eyes and your smile are a weapon
Now come here, why won't you just listen?
You tell me I'm hurting your arm with my grip
See now trust me, but never trust women
Yeah they're perfect, I'm at home stressed
With this skunk spliff
When I know that you're out on the road being faithless
Does it make sense?
And my insecurities don't pay rent
But they're living with me
And this is a disease
We live in a man's world so what you expect me to be?
Now, now, now
Whether it's the shit sex or this limp dick
My reflection keeps telling me sick things
You know that I'm ugly
I hope that you want me, I'll make sure you love me

[Jorja Smith:]
A prince, a prince
A glorious game
A prince, a prince
Checkmate 'til you stole me away

[Maverick Sabre:]
No I've never been a prince, no, no
And I tried to be a king, oh Lord
Said I've never been a prince, no, no
And I tried to be a king, but I let you down, my queen
Oh you let me down, my king

done

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