The Tragedy

Such a broken young thing Wears her pain like a stolen wedding ring Likes to think she's the poison On the lips, on the lips of the king She wants to be the wreckage, she wants to be damned She wants to ruin everything and everyone she had Out there in the desert, stands a single tree And that's where I've been waiting for the girl that she could be And out here in the desert, with the last sign of life And that's where I've been waiting for the girl that she could be She wanna be, wanna be the tragedy Wanna be, wanna be the mess that she's Always been, always been the wildfire Burning through your heart She wanna be, wanna be the tragedy Wanna be, wanna be the mess that she's Always been, always been the wildfire Burning through your heart Such a broken young thing With no intention of saving herself Likes to think she's the ballerina Dancing rings, dancing rings 'round the king She wants to be the wreckage, she wants to be damned She wants to ruin everything and everyone she had Out there in the desert, stands a single tree And that's where I've been waiting for the girl that she could be And out there in the desert, stands a single tree And that's where I've been waiting for the girl that she could be Waiting in the desert, out by the tree of life My first thought in the morning and my last thought for the night She wanna be, wanna be the tragedy Wanna be, wanna be the mess that she's Always been, always been the wildfire Burning through your heart She wanna be, wanna be the tragedy Wanna be, wanna be the mess that she's Always been, always been the wildfire That's burning through your heart The tragic ballerina Sitting in the dressing room Asking her broken mirror Where it all went so wrong And out there in the desert, stands a single tree And that's where I've been waiting for the girl that she could be Waiting in the desert out by the tree of life My first thought in the morning and my last thought for the night And life is what you make it (make it) But it's the kind of dance Some people they were built for this And some people just aren't She wanna be, wanna be the tragedy Wanna be, wanna be the mess that she's Always been, always been the wildfire Burning through your heart She's the tragedy (she's the tragedy) She's the shooting star (she's the shooting star) She has always been the wildfire That is burning through your heart