Queens Without Kings
Some GirlsSome Girls / Queens Without Kings
Don’t get me wrong, I know something is wrong,
And now we’re gonna dance to a different song.
No lovers or blankets are keeping me warm,
Between two cities decisions are torn.
When you leave, sometimes you leave a lot.
I came up with thoughts, and this is what I got.
I would say that I think it’s a good thing
I left that fucking hill,
‘Cause next time I slipped on ice.
I was fucking staying there,
And as “man” has discovered,
Ice is fucking cold.
