I dont want your pretty picture of life
Thats something I cant afford
Im sorry things have gone this far
I didnt mean to
Dont talk about love
Its something I cant understand
Its something I dont need from you
This is the truth Im telling you
Im your mistress
Im your master
And youre my prisoner of love
I am your keeper
Im all the matters
And youre my prisoner of love
Prisoner of love
Dont send me your pretty flowers theyre nice
For people who are in their graves
And your words are kind
But they wont keep you safe
Dont talk about me
Thats someone you will never know
Its something you will never prove
This is the truth Im telling you
Im your mistress
Im your master
And youre my prisoner of love
I am your keeper
Im all the matters
And youre my prisoner of love
Prisoner of love