I kissed a prince
With a hole in his soul
Seated on a pile of gold
I thought our love was,
Special, I thought
My love could make
him whole
What I didn’t know
Is that when you
Pour love into
A hole
That soul
Will never be
Whole
I kissed a prince
With a hole in his soul
Seated on a pile of gold
I thought our love was,
Special, I thought
My love could make
him whole
What I didn’t know
Is that when you
Pour love into
A hole
That soul
Will never be
Whole