God save the prom queen,
Everyone wants to be like her.
Dressed to the 9's in her beautiful flowing red gown.
With her designer shoes,
and the pearl necklace her mother left behind.
Her soul not seeking for love,
but for money.
She doesn't want you,
she wants your cash.
Never taught a lesson on caring for others.
Reigning on her throne,
Finished with the piece of resistance,
Her crown of lies,
Decked with jewels of guilt, sorrow and pain.
God, save the prom queen.