Hail To The King

No Use For A Name

Compositor: No Use for a Name

She loves him just enough, to be laid there
Spread eagle exposing her love Her sighs and moans meant nothing to him
But a girl must do what she must do.
Hail To The King And his court of love Was it love? Or self-imposed lust.
Hey, it's not your duty to me I'm just a boy, not a king It never felt right from the start Speak to me,
I'll understand Now it's over and in the past
About the future, should we laugh?
Regret it, try hard to forget it Learn by our mistakes and try not to forget.