Fifteen missed calls Six messages Only good enough When you’re on my skin Easy to forget, forget about me Told me you were busy The whole week Maybe I'm drunk Maybe I'm weak But I just want you to just want me Lost in your gaze God, I'm so naive Gotta outgrow this narrative Burning the pages My king, am I part Of your grand design? Fixing the breakage That you left in your wake When you stepped on my heart Burning the pages Locked inside your kingdom walls Wonder if you're inside there Have to make sure before I disappear But you have the nerve To tell me it’s my fault You never admit Even when you are wrong I know you’re drunk I know you’re weak And you only call When you’re lonely Lost in your gaze God, I'm so naive Gotta outgrow this narrative Burning the pages My king, am I part Of your grand design? Fixing the breakage That you left in your wake When you stepped on my heart Burning the pages I'm no maid, I'm no mother Shouldn’t have to fill your cup up Until there’s nothing left of me I'm not waiting for no saviour If I was, you wouldn’t be able To save me Burning the pages My king, am I part Of your grand design? Fixing the breakage That you left in your wake When you stepped on my heart Burning the pages