I am a prince and I don't fear
A thing on land or sea.
The only thing that ever hurt
Is what you did to me.
It wasn't cruel, it wasn't wrong
In retrospect, I guess.
But while you were still flushing pale
I felt a red suppressed.
If I had told you sweeps before
Would you might have agreed,
To fill a crimson quadrant
With a fishy boy like me?
And now it doesn't matter if
I spill my heart and soul.
For though there's hope inside my name
I've lost sight of my goal.
