CROWN ON A CONVERYOR BELT

Once upon a time,

they found a little girl

Put a velvet dress around her,

told her, “Show the world”

Painted little stars across her porcelain face

Said, “Smile for the camera,

darling, know your place” Fairy godmother came with a contract in her

hand

Said, “Sign right here and we'll make you who you planned” They

gave her glass slippers,

a castle made of lights

Then taught her how to sparkle every single night

Round and round, the belt goes on

Smile until the feeling's gone

Wave goodbye, you're on display

Everybody wants their princess anyway

Crown on a conveyor belt

Pretty little product made for someone else

Polish up the plastic,

make the story sell Call it happily ever after while I'm living

in a hell Crown on a conveyor belt Everybody loves me when

I'm someone else Put me in the window,

dress me up so well If I'm your perfect princess,

why can't I get out of here?

They traded all my ribbons for a shorter little dress Said,

“A princess needs a body that can photograph the best” They taught

me what to say and who I couldn't be

Then sold my childhood back as part of my identity

Every little breakdown made another headline

Every little secret made another dollar sign They took my awkward laughter,

turned it into gold

Then wondered why the princess didn't wanna grow old

Round and round, the belt goes on

Smile until the feeling's gone

Wave goodbye, you're on display

Everybody wants their princess anyway

There's a thousand little girls

waiting in the line With their glitter-covered faces and their dollar-sign eyes

They'll get the same old castle,

they'll get the same old spell They'll get a golden ticket to

a private little hell No fairy godmother,

just a woman with a pen No happily ever after,

just a contract at the end And if you break the magic,

they'll replace you overnight Another little princess underneath another light

Crown on a conveyor belt Pretty little product made for someone else

You can keep the castle,

you can keep the shelf

You can keep the perfect little princess that you made yourself Crown

on a conveyor belt I don't wanna be your product anymore

Take your glass slippers,

take your wishing well

I'm walking off the conveyor belt

Once upon a time,

I thought the crown was mine

Once upon a time,

I thought the stars would shine

Now the belt keeps moving,

but I'm standing still

You can make another princess I won't be your doll again.