Though I'm young and cynical
It's not my only crime
I've been stealing all your cigarettes
To save another dime
In case you haven't noticed I just gave them all away
Tell me what do you think of me now
That I've traded all my armor for a crown?
Come on, what do you do with me now
That I've taken down the mirror on the wall?
And the sweet rain is ready to fall
I'm giving it up for you
I'm giving it up for you
Well I take a lot of medicine
I don't really need
I was drinking at eleven
Getting high at seventeen
So now I don't appreciate the taste of expensive wine
Tell me what do you think of me now
That I've traded all my armor for a crown?
Come on, what do you do with me now
That I've taken down the mirror on the wall?
And the sweet rain is ready to fall
I'm giving it up for you
Take your aim like Artemis
And kill another dove
But when your heart becomes a hunter
You may wound your chance to love
Tell me what do you think of me now
That I've traded all my armor for a crown?
Come on, what do you do with me now
That I've taken down the mirror on the wall?
And the sweet rain is ready to fall
I'm giving it up for you
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