You always write a song for this gal, the one on a pedestal. If you don't, then at least you take a picture with her parents on some cruise, because she always has more money than you and well...
They serve free crackers and cheese and beer. And, years later, you realize that she was a nice person despite all the unspoken resentment and abuse. You, very well, did love her... at the time...
Lyrics
your majesty your majesty you find it flowing freely from the place that encased your heart just like everyone, just like everyone.