Fragile Teacup

Even though on my own
I could rule the world
And run it with an iron fist
I still love it when a man like you
Is willing to come to my rescue
And sweep me off my feet
Making me believe in the beauty of my dreams

There has never been a day
Where I don’t think
What it’d be like
If I pretended to be
A damsel in distress

Would that win you to my side?
Or push you all away?