Verse 1:
E B E
Sold his wallet for kerosene
E B E
Fuel to burn his friends
E B E
Angels stained with nicotine
E B E
Sing for his defence
Refrain:
F#m A
He waits
G#m B
He waits
E B F#m A E
The saddest thing he's just a king in mirrors
Verse 2:
Holds a bottle for a sceptre
Sits on a barstool throne
An empty bootle reveals the spectre
Of a past without a home
Refrain: ...
Reflection hurts but numbs the hours
His ex-chauffeur runs the town
A peeling room with faded flowers
A scrapbook and his crown
Refrain: ...
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