You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir
My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer
But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me where I'll meet you there
Am I snapping the excitement If I pack away the laugther And tell you how it feels
And does burden come to meet ya If I've questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel
The day after you stole my heart, Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you
And now you're hiding in my sleep And the book reveals your face And there's a splashing in my eyelids As the concentration continually breaks
I did request the mark you cast Didn't heal as fast I hear your voice in silences Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?
And the jostling crowd You're not allowed to tell the truth And the photo booth's a liar
And the sharpened explanation But there's no screaming reason to inquire I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes With things they never see if it smacked them in their temples
Writer/s: ALEX TURNER
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
16-tear-old Lorde wrote the lyrics to "Royals" at home in just half an hour. She was inspired by the "ridiculous, unrelatable, unattainable opulence" that runs through such albums as Kanye West and Jay-Z's Watch the Throne and Lana Del Rey's Born To Die.