| 1, 2, 3, check
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| 1, 2, 3
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| Why am I gonna apologize?
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| What have I even done?
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| Why you acting like you lost the crown
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| If you were never wearing one?
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| Falling ever deeper, dealing cards now
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| Now you can't recognize yourself on the deck
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| I thought I was your queen of hearts
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| But all the aces stole the check
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| A prince, a prince
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| A glorious game
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| A prince, a prince
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| Checkmate 'til you stole me away
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| Cursing words, am I a pauper now?
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| Even though all my shoes do fit
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| Won't even let me leave the house past 12
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| I ain't no fairytale chick
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| Happy endings cloud your head now
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| You have put your expectations too high
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| Sit on the bed, tears running down our eyes
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| Once upon a time, I wonder why
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| A prince, a prince
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| A glorious game
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| A prince, a prince
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| Checkmate 'til you stole me away
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| Darling hold on a second
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| You know that your eyes and your smile are a weapon
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| Now come here, why won't you just listen?
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| You tell me I'm hurting your arm with my grip
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| See now trust me, but never trust women
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| Yeah they're perfect, I'm at home stressed
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| With this skunk spliff
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| When I know that you're out on the road being faithless
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| Does it make sense?
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| And my insecurities don't pay rent
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| But they're living with me
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| And this is a disease
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| We live in a man's world so what you expect me to be?
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| Now, now, now
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| Whether it's the shit sex or this limp dick
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| My reflection keeps telling me sick things
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| You know that I'm ugly
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| I hope that you want me, I'll make sure you love me
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| [Chorus: Jorja Smith]
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| A prince, a prince
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| A glorious game
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| A prince, a prince
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| Checkmate 'til you stole me away
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| No I've never been a prince, no, no
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| And I tried to be a king, oh Lord
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| Said I've never been a prince, no, no
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| And I tried to be a king, but I let you down, my queen
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| Oh you let me down, my king |