Madame B

And we, we’re living dangerously
All the cards are reversed for me
And I’m holding two swords
And I’m driving down Memorial Lane
And I pause as I see your name
But I’m only the fool
And my weary heart is a flipped King of Cups
And I emptied out, as he filled them up
And I swore right there on my father’s eyes
That I would never be compromised
But in a dream, she came to me
The archetype of femininity
And she took my hand, walked me home
And said, «Girl, you’re better on your own.»
So, tell me where my moon lies
Tell me, is there strength behind my eyes?
Tell me where my moon lies
Tell me, is there strength behind my eyes?
And we, we’re living dangerously
All the cards are reversed for me
And I’m holding two swords