(FGotI) Streaming Princess of the Internet Machine

Verse 1

Stained glass window on a Sunday drive

Ketchup drips down the dashboard line

Chocolate melted in the afternoon heat

Every off-ramp smells like something sweet

Ninety lives I've counted on my screen

Final girl of the internet machine

Streaming princess in a cardboard throne

Every stranger wants to take me home

Pre-Chorus

So they spin the wheel and they say my name

Each one a seduction in a different game

Chorus

Chocolate and ketchup on the same red plate

That's the menu for a lonely date

Red sauce prophets with their perfect blue

Goddess of forgiveness see me through

See me through

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh-oh

Forgive me

Oh-oh-oh

Forgive me

Verse 2

He came dressed like a seventies ghost

Leather jacket and a holy host

Told me that his heart was made of tin

Then he asked me where I learned to sin

Opps all cereal in a paper bowl

Every player wants to play their role

They parade their scars across my feed

Fifty suitors and their golden creed

Pre-Chorus

So they spin the wheel and they say my name

Each one a seduction in a different game

Chorus

Chocolate and ketchup on the same red plate

That's the menu for a lonely date

Red sauce prophets with their perfect blue

Goddess of forgiveness see me through

See me through

Bridge

Swimming fully clothed in the motel pool

Red light flickers like a lonely jewel

Hypnagogic hum beneath the tiles

All these million eyes and lonely miles

I'm the last one standing at the door

Forgiving everyone I've been before

Every suitor's just a mirror frame

Showing me a version of the same

Chorus

Chocolate and ketchup on the same red plate

That's the menu for a lonely date

Red sauce prophets with their perfect blue

Goddess of forgiveness see me through

See me through

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh-oh

Forgive me

Oh-oh-oh

Forgive me