Sweet Princess

I never really knew before What you expected from me Standing on a cliff Looking down at your face Maybe I should try to talk about it with you But now , it's too musch I'm packing my stuff And I am leaving

No way I`ll never be your sweet princess

I can't even talk to you You've been tealing my words Telling me all the time What I've been doing wrong Forget my life, forget that I'm living In the same town I don't wamma hear about you anymore Now I am leaving