[Verse 1]
Bare feet on the flagstone, girl
Braids wound tight like a battle swirl
He tastes cheap honey in the tavern grime
Busy grabbing pennies, gonna drop a dime
Candle gutter in a smoky hall
She hears his laugh through the timber wall
He trades her crown for a thirsty crowd
Their paper hearts, their voices loud
[Chorus]
Don’t be busy pickin’ up pennies, you might drop a dime
You let a queen slip right through your hands this time
You chase those gutter roses, breathing in their lies
She walks out taller, iron in her spine
[Verse 2]
Rap-echo in the rafters, low
(spooky) “She knows… she knows…”
He likes those easy shadows, slick
Sticky lips, promises that peel off quick
She’s steel in a velvet gown
Thorns in her woven crown
They twist for scraps on a splintered floor
She is the storm you’ll beg back to your door
[Chorus]
Don’t be busy pickin’ up pennies, you might drop a dime
You let a queen slip right through your hands this time
You chase those gutter roses, breathing in their lies
She walks out taller, iron in her spine
[Bridge]
[whispered, call-and-response]
Who turns the wheel? (she does)
Who breaks the spell? (she does)
Who haunts your bed? (she does)
Who saves herself? (she does)
[Chorus]
Don’t be busy pickin’ up pennies, you might drop a dime
You let a queen slip right through your hands this time
Keep all your sleezy wishes, drink your bitter wine
She keeps her crown
You lost your dime