all ways lead to the queen what cards she still holds she plays like a 

hangman her house is full of the broken hearted a suicide king and a pair of 

rusted spades she is gone a bit mad she wants her roses painted red but 

we've yet to find the shade God save the queen she wears her suit on her 

sleeve her hourglass shape is a funhouse reflection heartbreaker don't let 

her find you here confidence is the cancer of this courtyard it'll split 

your head if we don't get to the flowers red death by division don't call it 

jealousy it's an exercise in infection control insanity's masterpiece split 

at the seams shakespearean virgin your world is a stage but your charms in 

the basket they gave the ax to an amateur I haven't stopped laughing how am 

I supposed to line this up kneel down vanity everyone's waiting we all want 

what's swollen depressurized look at the floor look at what you've done 

narcissus your reflection is heartbroken red your savior wears a charcoal 

veil these are the colors of her courtyard these are the suits that split 

the days two handed engine runs itself through the bone when the ego lands 

it rolls heads will roll