Moonlight goes out across the deadline
I picked apart your [?]
The bastard tossed along the breadline
I can't wait for kingdom come
Your pain it does not move me
I dance with it cheek to cheek
[Chorus]
Refrain, I'll do what suits me
Already buried in the bleak
(Instrumental Break)
Do you thinkg [?] the fruitless
Posture on another [?]
And we hold on to what it useless
And make believe that we are king
Each frame of this bad movie
It seems to last about a week
[Chorus]
Refrain, I'll do what suits me
Already buried in the bleak