Red Carpet people at Masquerade balls
Spending their fortunes in opulent halls
Sipping on Champagne, lovin’ it all

Investing in mansions and piles of things
Driving to places in stretch limousines
Building an empire, a kingdom for kings

They revel in their money
It’s best that they do
Cause it’d crush them if they only knew
That I had the love of a woman like you

Cynical people with hearts turned to stone
Jaded by passions that cut to the bone
Broken and guarded they walk here alone

Bitten so often they’re shy beyond words
Guided in love by the lessons they’ve learned
Cold recollections of crashes and burns

And they wallow in their anger
It’s sad that they do
But it’d crush them if they only knew
That I had the love of a woman like you

Heart broken people and red carpet Kings
Losers in love and collectors of things
They’ll never know what happiness brings

Now I don’t like keeping secrets
But it’s best that we do
Cause it’d crush them if they only knew
That I had the love of a woman like you