Every night I wake up thinking there's something missing in my heart
canvas for the art
Every day I hear the sounds of whirring fans but nothing more
Another scene yet to be scored

You're the Empress, I'm the King
Together we [bad word] this world
You'll paint the scene, I'll write the melody
We [bad word] this world

And so we wait, what feels like fate
Do we have a date? When will we build our world?

When will build our world?

(You're the Empress, I'm the King
Together we [bad word] this world
You'll paint the scene, I'll write the melody
We [bad word] this world)x2