I don’t want your pretty picture of life 
That’s something I can’t afford 
I’m sorry things have gone this far 
I didn’t mean to 

Don’t talk about love 
It’s something I can’t understand 
It’s something I don’t need from you 
This is the [bad word] I’m telling you 

I am your mistress 
I am your master 
And you’re my prisoner of love 
L am your keeper 
I’m all that matters 
And you’re my prisoner of love 
Prisoner of love 

Don’t send me your pretty flowers they’re nice 
for people who are in their graves 
And your words are kind 
But they won’t keep you safe 

Don’t talk about me 
That’s someone you will never know 
It’s something you will never prove 
This is the [bad word] I’m telling you 

I am your mistress 
I am your master 
And you’re my prisoner of love 
I am your keeper 
I’m all that matters 
And you’re my prisoner of love 
Prisoner of love 
I’ll wrap you in chains 
I won’t let you go 
Don’t have to explain 
What you already know 

I am your mistress 
I am your master 
And you’re my prisoner of love 
I am your keeper 
I’m all that matters 
And you’re my prisoner of love 
Prisoner of love...