"Sad Cinderella" lyrics

When the bandits have stolen your jewellery and gone
And your crippled young gypsy has grown tall and strong
And your dead misconceptions have proven you wrong
Well then, Princess, where are you planning to turn to?

When your magazine memory has spun you 'round
And you realize your lovers were just painted clowns
And outside your window, you start hearing sounds
Where they're building a cross for to burn you

When all your bright scarlet turns slowly to blue
Will you stop and decide that it's over?

When your teardrops go sour and no longer fall
They splash across the virgin that lives down the hall
And spends all her nights with an ear to your wall
Well then, what will you have you can offer?

When the fire-dancers finish and leave you alone
With nothing but embers and sacks full of stone
Hang 'round your neck, slicing through to the bone
Will there still be a place for your laughter?

As your shattered illusions come a-tumbling home
And all of the butchers you've nourished have grown
And they're suddenly able to leave you alone
And they run like slaves that are set free

When your questions are answered and your pleading is done
And your mind starts to a-screaming that you ain't the one
That once dwelled within you, will you turn, will you run?
Oh, Princess, will you come home and get me?

When all your bright scarlet turns slowly to blue
Will you stop and decide that it's over?