Amy Macdonald

A poetic genius
Is something I don't see
Why would a genius be trippin on me?
And there's looking and another
What he can't see is that I'm looking through his eyes
So many lies behind his eyes
And tell me stories from your past
And sing me songs you wrote before
I tell you this my poison prince
You'll soon be knocking on heaven's door
Some kind of poison prince
With your eyes in daze
Some kind of poison prince
Your life is like a maze
And what we all want and what we all crave
Is an upbeat song
So we can dance the night away
Who said life was easy
Who said life was fair
Who said no body gives a damn
And no body even cared