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