Some call me a virgin, others call me a whore
Either way I close the door, I am not yours
Don't lose your mind about it, I am not yours
I'm not available for sex or romance

Don't mistake silence for a chance
You spread rumors like they're facts
But why is any of this relevant?
Girls ask if I've got a man

As if my throne belongs to him
I am my own priestess
Always was, always will be
Whether I walk alone or with a king beside me

I am not yours
I am not yours
Selective, my energy's sacred
You crave my chaos, but I stay veiled

Too mysterious, too suspicious
If you want to assume the worst, be my guest
I won't confess, you want me broken
But I play chess

You won't forget me, I burn in your mind
I walk past and you rewind
Distracted by my silence, haunted by my presence
But darling, I have more important things to say than my relationship status

I'm not yours
Not a trophy, not a tail, I'm not yours
Not for sale, not fair, you'll never own what you can't touch
A myth, I'm far too much

I am not yours
Never was
Some call me a virgin, others call me a whore