Whatever He Wanted - The High Strung

He got whatever he wanted

When he raised his voice

But now his dreams are haunted

By the dark and the noise

Making love was easy

As mugging for the mirror

But counting coins is more pleasing

On the eye and the ear

Don’t read into this

No moral, no lesson, no twist

The boy got whatever he wanted

Every time

No more, no less

A good thing, you would guess

But we’ll just wait and see

He never saw his future

In th stars, tarot cards

Now, don’t turn up your nose

It’s how the story goes

Th boy got whatever he wanted

In the end (That's the end)

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