[Verse 1] Like a glimpse from the past, you conceal the dark In the frame, you're the poster up on the wall In my dreams, you the prince and I'm at the ball Fairytales, I'm not used to them at all [Pre-Chorus] You got me questionin', what have you done to me? Used to be out of reach Feel like you're testin' me, you're the necessity Full court...Learn More