I'm trying to be
A queen of my own
A princess, sort of
Or some kind of royal
Some kind of ragdoll
Stay pretty, stay pretty
Keep smiling, keep smiling
You're dragging me round
In a palace I don't want
You've got your high chair
I want something else
I don't know what it is yet
I always come back
Pretty and smiling
Speak for myself
Nobody else does
I don't need to be on my own
I don't need your hand holding
I don't need your hand holding anymore
You've got me silenced
Once more I'm quiet
I hear your echoes
You're nothing but trouble
I need you to let me out
I don't look the same
As when I first started
I've got some scratches
But I tattooed over them
Speak for myself
Nobody else does
I don't need to be on my own
I don't need your hand holding
I don't need your hand holding anymore"