Queen
Dressed in Desperation: Julia Stone's Poignant Tale of Sacrifice
Lyrics
I was a queen trying to be something I'm not
I was portraying myself as a queen, attempting to be something I am not
I walked out the gates, I followed your heart and sold myself out
I left behind my own principles, pursued your desires, and compromised my integrity
Dressed like a queen, begging in the street
Dressed regally, yet reduced to begging on the streets
Hoping you'll see me lying at your feet
Hoping you'd notice me humbled at your feet
Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
Pleading for financial support, asking for a meal
I'm starving to death when I've got what I need
Despite having what I need, I feel starved and empty
Up on the hill where I used to live, they speak of me
In the place I used to call home, people discuss me
The girl with the gold under her skin, cheer all the freaks
Referred to as the girl with something precious, entertaining the outcasts
Dressed like a queen, begging in the street
Still dressing like royalty, but begging on the streets
Hoping you'll see me lying at your feet
Longing for your acknowledgment at your feet
Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
Requesting financial assistance for sustenance
I'm starving to death when I've got what I need
Despite having essentials, I feel a deep hunger
I should've ended it when it was over
Regret for not ending it when it should have concluded
I could've done it if I was sober
Considering the possibility of achieving closure if I were sober
All of the love that I thought that I feel
The love I believed I felt, given away for mere scraps
I was giving away for the scraps of your meal
Offering valuable emotions for insignificant rewards
I'm dressed like a queen, begging in the street
Despite dressing like a queen, still begging on the streets
Hoping you'll see me lying at your feet
Seeking recognition at your feet
Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
Requesting assistance, even for the basic necessities
I'm starving to death when I've got what I need
Experiencing starvation despite possessing what I thought I needed
I got what I need, boy
Asserting possession of what I thought I needed
I got what I need, boy
-I got what I need, boy
-I got what I need
-I should've ended it when it was over
Reflecting on the missed opportunity to end things
I could've done it if I was sober
Contemplating the possibility of resolution if I were not under the influence
All of the love that I thought that I feel
The love I believed I felt, sacrificed for insignificant gains
I was giving away for the scraps of your meal
Giving away genuine feelings for meager rewards
I couldn't see that I lay at your feet
Blind to the fact that I lay at your feet, hoping for acknowledgment
Hoping that he would notice the gold of my dreams
Hoping you'd notice the precious dreams I hold
All of the worth that I put in your hands
Realizing the value I placed in your hands
I can finally see that it's not who I am
Understanding that this is not my true identity
I should've ended it when it was over
Reflecting again on the missed opportunity to conclude things
I could've done it if I was sober
Contemplating the possibility of resolution if I were not under the influence
All of the love that I thought that I feel
The love I believed I felt, sacrificed for insignificant gains
I was giving away for the scraps of your meal
Giving away genuine feelings for meager rewards
I'm dressed like a queen, begging in the street
Despite appearing regal, still begging on the streets
Hoping you'll see me lying at your feet
Hoping for acknowledgment at your feet
Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
Requesting assistance, even for the basic necessities
I'm starving to death when I've got what I need
Experiencing starvation despite possessing what I thought I needed
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