All of these dates
Piled high on our plate for
What do I care when they don't have your hair and
All of the reasons
It's not the right season
We just aren't seeing what we dare to believe in
And if we look back
You would now see that
I am the jester you are my Queen
She's in my bed now
Off with their heads now
Forward the troops to conquer the scene
Your date
A lie
I've held her eye
Your Chance, my pants, I'm the other guy
And if we look back
You will now see that
I am the King and you are my Queen
She's in a rich gown
On my head rests the crown
But what do I care when they don't have your hair
Your date
A lie
I've held her eye
Your Chance, my pants, I'm the other guy
And if we look back
You will now see that
I'm just a Jester
Is this what's best for her
And when you're thinking
And your stomach starts sinking
That's when it sinks in that I am no King