Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Sold his wallet for kerosene

Fuel to burn his friends

Angels stained with nicotine

Sing for his defence

Refrain

He waits

He waits

 The saddest thing he's just a king in mirrors

Verse 2

Holds a bottle for a sceptre

Sits on a barstool throne

An empty bootle reveals the spectre

Of a past without a home

Refrain

...

Reflection hurts but numbs the hours

His ex-chauffeur runs the town

A peeling room with faded flowers

A scrapbook and his crown

Refrain

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