I’d rather be winter’s queen

than the girl who cried

Better to have ice in my veins

than bleed ‘til I’m dried

 

I’d rather have their disdain

than their pity

Better to have my pride

than them as friends

 

Because their blades can’t cut

what’s made of stone

Because their words can’t hurt

what’s numb and cold

 

I’d rather freeze alone

than die a martyr

Would rather be empty

than risk my heart

 

I’d rather them be

lost and confused

than see the real me

and know the truth

 

I’d rather be a monster

than a child that’s scared

Better to be a hollow ghost

than a fool that cared

Because their blades can’t cut

what’s made of stone

Because their words can’t hurt

what’s numb and cold

 

I’d rather freeze alone

than die a martyr

Would rather be empty

than risk my heart

 

There’s still pain in this farce

Still a heart in this shell

But it’s too much to have

Too heavy to bear

 

I’ve tried to freeze away the pain

but made a frozen hell

and hope’s too thin to help

No armor left to wear

 

So I embrace the blinding snow

Dance with the cutting winds

I’ve learned my lesson, now I know

Now I know

 

I’d rather be winter’s queen

than the girl who cried

Better to have ice in my veins

than bleed ‘til I’m dried

 

Because their blades can’t cut

what’s made of stone

Because their words can’t hurt

what’s numb and cold

 

I’d rather be a monster

than a child that’s scared

Better to be a hollow ghost

than a fool that cared

 

Because their blades can’t cut

what’s made of stone

Because their words can’t hurt

what’s numb and cold

 

I’d rather be winter’s queen

than the girl who cried

Better to have ice in my veins

than bleed ‘til I’m dried