You thought I was evil
until you found out who I once was.
You try to make me be her again,
but it's your fault I wound up this way.

Remember how when you were younger,
all you needed was your parents touch?
A reassuring hand, a kind word
and everything would be fine?

You pretended you cared in public
so all of your subjects could see
the "loving" parents you are.
But back in the palace
did you even notice I was there at all?

Sent back in time
I thought maybe I could prove
that I was worthy of affection after all.
Maybe if I saved the world and saved your life
you'd be glad to have me as your child.

And there I find your past self,
even more hateful and uncaring to me.
We didnt know yet who the other one was.
Am I really that unlovable?

Back to the present
and back to the palace,
I found someone who understands.
Sleep well inside your crystal case
and dream of black roses and pink carnations.
Your love has produced the world's demise.