the battle for steady ground

hey, how ya doin?
its been a while
your smile hasn't changed one bit
so I'm waiting for the backstabbing to begin

with your mouth full of dreadful phrases
meant to bring down an empire
you've claimed your territory
and made it clear that my invitation has been retracted
(but my plus one is still on the guest list
as long as he'll fuck you after the party)

I tried to play the part
and enter your kingdom
as a ghost from your past
but I couldn't get a word in edgewise
and your slurred speech
hung thick in the air
as you shot me down
again and again

now all of this I could live without
and all of this I could forget
if you hadn't taken her with you
and she hadn't become your puppet
because she was all I had to hold onto
in that godforsaken place you call home
and she was all I could remember
from the times before...

so you became the puppet master
pulling her strings
making her dance
teaching her phrases
all the while pretending that your time away
was spent slaying dragons
and making the most of yourself
vying for the title of queen
you'd claw your way to the top
and only wind up on your back again

returning seems like such a silly idea
when you've stationed your guards at every entrance
but I'll take my chances
with my head held high
ready for the battle that will ultimately ensue
I've taken precautions
and laced your drinks with poison
because I'd love to honor your wishes of
glamor and fame

oh, really?
ya don't say?
seems like you've been pretty busy lately
I'll wait for your smile to fade
while I reclaim whats mine