Hail to the King - No Use For A Name

She loves him just enough, to be laid there

Spread eagle exposing her love

Her sighs and moans meant nothing to him

But a girl must do what she must do

Hail To The King

And his court of love

Was it love?

Or self-imposed lust

Hey, it’s not your duty to me

I’m just a boy, not a king

It never felt right from the start

Speak to me, I’ll understand

Now it’s over and in the past

About the future, should we laugh?

Regret it, try hard to forget it

Learn by our mistakes and try not to forget