She went looking for a knight,
But instead she found a sword,
And sometimes,
I think that the insanity really was right
Because a poem saved her life
She went looking for a knight,
But instead,
She found a sword...

Hefted it high,
With the might of her mind,

And from that day on,
She's vowed that she would fight,
From that day on,
She promised she would speak,
To fight the world with her words

She went looking for someone,
But instead she found her paper,

She went looking for her savior,
But instead she found herself

Because insanity really was right,
There's no one to save you,
Pick up your sword,
Your pen off that shelf,
Heft your shield high,
And your ink, spilling forth

Because there's no one to save you,
So both fight your battles,
You'll either win,
or you won't

But regardless of either,
You'll see a little bit clearer,

And battle after battle,
As you...