Princess Coldheart closed her eyes
And waited for the kiss
To snap the chain between her lips
They waited proud, they waited willing
Filed in, failed and so she killed them
Sitting on her cutglass throne
For forty years, without a phone
Without a single word
One hundred thousand would-be suitors
Dead because they couldn't move her
In the courtyard flowers bloomed
They draped themselves 'round tombs
And rows of crosses
Pretty flowers bloomed
They draped themselves 'round tombs
And rows of crosses

Some were daring, tried the tricks
They'd learned in France
Some would touch her hand
Money signs etched in their eyes
She sensed it, one by one they died
Others chanted poems
Even showered her with strange, expensive gifts
She couldn't read, she owned the best
She laid their flattery to rest
In the courtyard flowers bloomed
They draped themselves 'round tombs
And rows of crosses
Pretty flowers bloomed
They draped themselves 'round tombs
And rows of crosses

Then one October night
The humble village fool
Caught sight of Coldheart
And he fell..
He slashed a rock against her throne
He snatched her hand and took her home
Happily, they lived forever after
He wears the chain upon his chest
She even lets him kiss her breast
In the courtyard flowers bloom
They draped themselves 'round tombs
And rows of crosses
In their garden, flowers bloom
They pick them, decorate their room
It's touching, it's touching, so touching


Lyrics submitted by ringwormone

Princess Coldheart song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain