The May Queen - Richard Thompson

Didn’t you see it coming, if you loved her that well?

Were you too cranked up yourself to be able to tell

She was damned, she was drifting, but what the hell

You went missing in action

You were just there to prop up the bar

Bask in the limelight from a shining star

While you served up the poison

And chauffeured the car

I hope you got job satisfaction

The May Queen, she’s lying, sleeping

Crimson from her wound is weeping

An the ones who dragged her down to this

Line up, her frozen lips to kiss

Weren’t you the guardian of the rose, come what may?

Didn’t you see the worm that was eating her away

Were you too busy looking in the mirror to say

The carriage has turned into a pumpkin

You’re out on your own, your own kind of girl

The soul of mediocrity loosed on the world

Don’t be afraid, come on, give it a whirl

Adequate always counts for something

They took all her babies, it wasn’t disrespect

If they died of anything, they died of neglect

Passion and experience isn’t something you inject

When the game’s got pieces missing