i can see you're going through your motions
painted red and you're barely breathing
cut up, beat down, lucked out
positive thoughts man, positive thinking

'cos you're not the prince you once were,
but your not as bad as her, no not if you tired
you kept your crown, but it's slipping
like the sweat on your head, like the girl in your bed

and everything starts and everything ends
you just enjoy the conflict, and the cuts [bad word] with
treading water, trading awkward glances. It's far too easy.

and like I said, everything ends
but these endings get romanticized

I'm just hoping your's does to

you kept your crown, but it's slipping
like the sweat on your head, like the girl in your bed