The Prize - Melanie

You sell the story

It’s me who cries

You’ll be the maker

And I’ll be the Prize

I sing it strong

And you sympathize

Yet, you watch on

As you see me die

Yeah you the maker

Me the Prize

And won’t she be surprised

When she hears the people say

He’s the one who made her

What she is today

And when your selling’s done

I would love to be the one

But I’m only one lady

You got nine lives — yeah —

I’m the temporary prize

Yeah you sell the story

But it’s me who cries

And you’ll be the winner of the prize

And won’t she be surprised

When she hears the people say

He’s the one who made her

What she is today

Now when your selling’s done

Oh I would love to be the one

But I’m only one lady

You’ve got nine lives

And you’ll be the winner

Of the prize

Yeah, you, you sell the story

But it’s me who cries

You’ll be the maker

I’ll be the Prize