Lost 'mongst the forest trees

The queen she sits in a silver gown
on her pedistal of steel
she says that she don't need me
to tell her what to feel
she says that there's an angel hidden
out 'mongst the forrest trees
and all I gotta do is kiss her twice
for good luck and for peace

The wooden floorboards scrape my knees
while the queen sits on her throne
she's speaking with a silver tounge
but her words are made of stone
She says that I won't find this angel
unless my eyes are blind
and if I take my chances anyway
I might not like what I find

I sang my songs for free to her
but she thought I wasn't true
She never knew how to handle love
but with liars she knows what to do
She'll send 'em huntin' for a sweet mirage
and they're all happy to do her bid
and not until it's too late
they find out what she did