| I’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm |
| And the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold |
| My blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones |
| It keeps my veins hot, the fires found a home in me |
| I move through town, I’m quiet like a fire |
| And my necklace is of rope, I tie it and untie it And now people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home |
| And people talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes |
| I’m done with it (ooh) |
| This is the start of how it all ends |
| They used to shout my name, now they whisper it |
| I’m speeding up and this is the |
| Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart |
| We rip the start, the colours disappear |
| I never watch the stars there’s so much down here |
| So I just try to keep up with them |
| Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart |
| I dream all year, but they’re not the sweet kinds |
| And the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time |
| And now people talk to me I’m slipping out of reach now |
| People talk to me, and all their faces blur |
| But I got my fingers laced together and I made a little prison |
| And I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me |
| I’m done with it (ooh) |
| This is the start of how it all ends |
| They used to shout my name, now they whisper it |
| I’m speeding up and this is the |
| Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart |
| We rip the start, the colours disappear |
| I never watch the stars there’s so much down here |
| So I just try to keep up with them |
| Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart |
| Oh oh oh |
| And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat |
| Sparking up my heart |
| Oh oh oh |
| And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat-beat-beat-beat. |