The last bow behind the curtain
that's it, the show's over.
I finally know how much I am worth,
I have the smile of the million dollars
Red lipstick on the lips
because I am not a slave any more.
Of the other's sins, of the false rumors
of the wet tears from the someone else's pilows
Ref.
I am a heroine there is strnght in me
for everything that new day brings
I am confident in myself in spite to everybody
I take mine love. 2x
The last trace of the fine powder
no longer hides the face and the body
I am putting off masks, I feel the life
how nice is to be free again