Freezer Burn

She is paper in clumsy fingers
Cuts shallow and often
I guess you both have that in common
Packed like frozen fish fingers
In a frosty cardboard box
Your royal highnesses
Do your thrones have locks?

You came to save us
From yourself
It would have worked
But you kept getting
In the way

She was something very special
The kind of memories that stick
I guess you both have that in common
Like a knee in delicate places
No one knows what makes you tick
Well I do but I won't say
It's my only decent trick