Milk - Betzefer

I pretend you don’t use

As a way to provide the excuse

I’ve been read through my head

When I couldn’t afford the nuisance

Just to come back again

And look away as you

Throw away the king

You retain the guilt

Well I guess that’s the way

Milk gets spilt (sic)

And yes

I’ve been lead

Through a herd

When I couldn’t stop the nuisance

Just to come back again

Just to feel you near me

Gather the children and watch as they’re playing

They’ll surely be telling the tale of my impending fall

I used to be the king of it all…

Someone got hit at that terrible old junction

The witnesses pray as the awkwardness washes away

It’s just another one of those days

Send me a victim and I’ll show you a sign

Nothing gets better and nothing is fine

That’s the way of the world you created

When you threw away the king

Throw away the king

And look away as you

Throw away the king