The King Is Half Undressed

So, this is where she stands at night On this cold avenue of lights The reds and greens but mostly reds For you, he's stopping In seeing him, she knows him less His stick is wet, she's half-undressed And all in all, they're both obsessed With so much nothing I know it's hard for you to see What lies behind's a mystery If words could speak, they'd mean even less When the king is half-undressed She dots her eyes with a smiley face A work of art in all but taste The fool deserves the bed he's made Where idiots slumber Divine she is to aire his fate A crack of smile through all this hate Means nothing more in this nervous state Of so much nothing I know it's hard for you to see The truth behind is misery If words could speak, they'd mean even less When the king is half-undressed Blue autumns Sunshine kisses Hearts and flowers Broken wishes I know it's hard for you to see What lies behind's a mystery If words could speak, they'd mean even less When the king is half-undressed I know it's hard for you to see The truth behind is misery If words could speak, they'd mean even less When the king is half-undressed