[Spoken Intro] You called it a blessing. I heard the chain rattle. [Verse 1] You came in smiling, Sunday-clean, With a velvet box and a crooked grin. Said, “Take my hand, the ride is kind,” Then locked the gate and dimmed the signs. The organ wheezed; the painted moon Hung like a bruise above the room. I held your coat, you held the key— You made a little saint of me. [Pre-Chorus] Now the floorboards tilt beneath my shoes, And every little bell says, “Choose.” You say forever soft and slow; I know the trick, I know the show. [Chorus] Spin me once, then let me go, Sweet as sugar, black as coal. You kissed my wrist, you named me queen, Then pulled the curtain on the scene. Round we go, the wheels complain, Your holy hands, my borrowed name. If love’s a chapel, lock the door— I won’t kneel there anymore. [Verse 2] The mud came up around the tent, Your silver promises all bent. A paper crown, a ticket stub, A red grin painted on the tub. You swore the ride would bring us home; You left me where the reeds had grown. I kept the ribbon, lost the spell, And learned your hymn too well. [Pre-Chorus] Now the floorboards tilt beneath my shoes, And every little bell says, “Choose.” You say forever soft and slow; I know the trick, I know the show. [Chorus] Spin me once, then let me go, Sweet as sugar, black as coal. You kissed my wrist, you named me queen, Then pulled the curtain on the scene. Round we go, the wheels complain, Your holy hands, my borrowed name. If love’s a chapel, lock the door— I won’t kneel there anymore. [Bridge] [Female] I kept one candle for the girl I was. [Male] I kept your ribbon tangled in my gloves. [Female] You called it fate, I called it leaving. [Male] The choir still sings; I stopped believing. [Final Chorus] Spin me once, then let me go, Sweet as sugar, black as coal. You kissed my wrist, you named me queen, Then pulled the curtain on the scene. Round we go, the wheels complain, Your holy hands, my borrowed name. If love’s a chapel, lock the door— I won’t kneel there anymore. [Outro] The tent comes down. The bells fall still. You keep your crown. I keep my will.
