From the perspective of a girl who’s got everything, but nothing at all.
If you were a Princess,
And had your own Island,
What would you do?
How would you survive the silence?
If I were a Princess,
And I had my own Island,
I would probably crash the plane,
So I’d be stranded with the pilot.
I would hide all the flares,
Because in the event of an argument,
He couldn’t leave,
He’d have to care,
We’d have to fix it.
Or how else would we survive?
I scratch his back,
He scratches mine,
That’s the only way we’ll keep each other alive.
He hunts,
I hide,
I’m spoiled,
So he provides.
But I’m not selfish,
I cater to his needs.
A belly rub when his back aches,
And let’s not forget that for the right person,
I’d bow down on bended knees.
I would be only for him,
Cause he’s all I got,
It shouldn’t have to come to this,
But I’m a Princess,
This is my island,
No one knows we exist anymore,
Now we’re all we got.
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