Queen of the Fools

Funny how it sounds much better without you See the noise is gone i'm playing without you I guess your place for sure was behind a desk Dressing dolls for money, here's your success Thinking that the world could not turn without you Constipated minds won't make it without you They should pay me twice to be in your shoes Bankers, lawyers, honey they won't get the blues Thinking that you rise? you're on the wrong ladder Sure if it's money-wise, you're queen of the fools It gave you a dirty mind, ambitious and cruel I think you crossed the line, more headaches and jewels With your tiny heart, you spit in the soup Sure, you could nail a prophet And then stick to your rules What's the matter with you? you can't confess? Too much sins to carry, one more or less! You're such a sad little girl You're such a sad little girl