Isabel

Intro Oh, Isabel Bring them duty and bring them pride Oh, Isabel Haven't you seen it all inside? Every year they come, their asks all sound exactly the same And every year we just rewind and play the same old tired game (Game, game, game) (Game, game) Verse 1 They ask for hands from me Is it power you seek? Or a name to keep? Taste ambition’s sting Plots and whispers ring I grant what you seek History repeats Pre-Chorus I watch Families bend and kingdoms scheme People chase and mothers weep Oh, Isabel Won’t you please heed their call? Their call Chorus 1 (Marriage / societal asks) Oh, Isabel Give my son your hand tonight Oh, Isabel Haven’t you felt power’s bite? Every year you stand, their asks all sound exactly the same And every year we just rewind and play the same old tired game Oh, Isabel Please, we beg you, wed my son Oh, Isabel I’ll give you gold, I’ll give you my oath So unprepared and unaware of what exactly it is That you command Verse 2 (Political schemes / alliances) These schemes so often played Claiming honor’s cause Truly, truth’s not weighed The debts they’ve made That’s the path you’re taught Their lies uphold their laws Pre-Chorus (repeat) I watch Families bend and kingdoms scheme People chase and mothers weep Oh, Isabel Won’t you please heed their call? Their call Chorus 2 (Political / alliances) Oh, Isabel Lend your hand to guide our schemes Oh, Isabel Haven’t you heard ambition’s screams? Every year you stand, their asks all sound exactly the same And every year we just rewind and play the same old tired game Oh, Isabel Please, we beg you, sway the vote Oh, Isabel I’ll give you gold, I’ll give you my oath So unprepared and unaware of what exactly it is That you command Bridge (Prideful, observing, controlling) So I watch for years as they bend and kneel Sons and fathers chasing what they’ll never feel Tell me why I should continue granting empty prayers Watching power killing power as they chase the keys Soon you’ll learn that influence is fear, and honor’s chains Still they beg for sway, still they cling to their vain claims Here’s what I grant—but are you ready for what lies in store? Don’t complain, my dear, for all is fair in the world they play