The King And His Horses
Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m sick of all these conversations
Who did what to who, and who’s to blame
Just leave me the fuck alone
I need a little space to breath – someplace in the middle
Far away from the company you keep
One pace from the battle we’ve become
I forfeit my choices
Don’t tell me there’s no place like home
The silent voices
A fever split by the flesh and bone
Another dead man with a winning hand and the devil down below
Couldn’t put these pieces together again
Well I could give a damn ‘cause a black and tan make a good man lose control
The king and his horses will die in the end
Don’t say that it’s okay, then torture me with accusations
Who was left alone and who’s insane?
We both know it was me all along
But you couldn’t wait to leave me in a frame by the bedside
A faded picture is all my life will be
And stories of how it all went wrong
I’ve used all my chances
And the outside has come undone
A thousand romances
A movie keeping me on the run
Another dead man with a winning hand and the devil down below
Couldn’t put these pieces together again
Well I could give a damn ‘cause a black and tan make a good man lose control
The king and his horses will die in the end