YOUR KINGS

she quotes dunne poems

wasted on the floor

god shuts the window

when he opens up a door

i wanna know

is it true blue?

or is this a show?

is this a game where

you're keeping all your kings in your back row?

she cries. doll eyes

show me where it hurts

she points at me and laughs

she's a real piece of work

i wanna know

is it true blue?

or is this a show?

is it all a game where you're 

keeping all your kings in your back row?

keeping all your kings in your back row

same old low blows

adding up the score

i feel bad, but still i 

add a little more

i wanna know

is it true blue?

is it all a show

is this a game where

you're keeping all your kings in your back row?

are you listening?

has nothing changed?

are you still wasted?

either way

she lays me down

she always win that way somehow

and i suppose what i suppose

is everything has always been this way

would always be this way

will always be 

the same old thing

the same old, old thing, yeah.

keeping all your kings in your back row

keeping all your kings in your back row

keeping all your kings in your back row

little egypt, usa