You can be my queen, Sing me love songs the wind in the trees, sit alone, catch your kiss on the breeze, And giggle at the nothings that you to me;
And you can my hand till the, Mirror shows a man; or just I learn to stand; It aint as though you didn't it clear, So you can hold those tears I take them back;
I'm so fucking and tired; of writing 'bout my loneliness, And making every song like "if only she notice this"; I try to catch birds when they're broken winged, Cause when I tell 'em how I I feel like a total dick;
And that's the truth, still we 'em, Till none of are perfect and the rest of them were lying; And the whole time while we they're on consignment, We act as if we buy them by in some diamond;
And you can try to keep your in that glass jar, But a mistress who'll feed you to her card sharks; And while I'd love to put the someone else, It aint as though they forced me to fall under their (uh)
But you can be my queen, Sing me songs through the wind in the trees, I'll sit alone, catch your on the breeze, And giggle at the nothings you whisper to me,
And you can my hand till the Mirror shows a man; or just until I to stand; It as though you didn't make it clear, So you can hold those tears till I take them
They say that can't buy happiness, But it can buy women, now isn't so accurate? And now acting like the fact that you were actually, The devil in disguise was just a foot from the asterix;
And I know if I imagined it, But I feel I lost myself in your bag magic tricks; I see your lips an addicts hit, my bones in the hat where that rabbit lives;
And there's to gained through me messing around, she just another angel with her head in the clouds; So until we part cause I'm dead in the ground, Take it all girl you can that crown;
you can be my invisible queen, Sing me songs through the wind in the trees, I'll sit alone, catch kiss on the breeze, And giggle at the nothings you whisper to me,
And you can hold my till the Mirror shows a man; or just until I to stand; It aint as you didn't make it clear, So you can hold those tears till I them back;
I'm sick of chasing them around in hedge maze, I'm looking for a lover I'm not searching for a best And I don't to hold you down with this dead weight; But little miss is screaming for a friend till red faced;
And I don't think that I'm the to ignore them, because I'm weak, or maybe because they're awesome; Got girls on the mind and up in my chorus, So I'll sing about 'em nothing is more important;
Cause you can be my queen, Sing me love songs through the in the trees, I'll sit alone, catch your on the breeze, And giggle at the nothings you whisper to me,
And you can hold my till the Mirror shows a man; or until I learn to stand; It aint as though you didn't it clear, So you can hold those till I take them back;
Love, aint that the of desperation, Where you recognize their when you reach the devils basement; Love, that the feeling of desperation, Where you recognize their when you reach the devils basement;
Love, that the feeling of desperation, Where you recognize their faces you reach the devils basement; Love, that the feeling of desperation, Where you recognize faces when you reach the devils basement;
So I went to mcdonalds, and I went up to the girl at the counter and I said, you can be my partially visible queen... my opaque princess if you will... and she was, she was down with it