King of Pain

She keeps his picture in a frame

Hasn't she learned they're all just players in the same game?

He's the reason why she grieves

Stalking him in the rain, hawking him over fallen leaves

She's on the outside looking in

Praying on her bible while he's adding to his list of sins

He taught her an important lesson

All the things she talks about when she's in confession

She didn't know that she could fall in love

With more than one at a time; it looks like she caught the bug

Oxytocin is a wicked drug

How can you come out clean when you're playing in the mud?

He stole her heart like a cunning thief

Bad news, there isn't any cure for her disease

She went way off track

After a couple bad decisions, there ain't no way back

There isn't any path for her to follow

Left behind in love; her heart feels so hollow

She should really focus on tomorrow

It's the only way out of a heart of sorrow

She keeps his picture in a frame

Hasn't she learned that they're really nearly all the same?

Like it's almost always the same game

The same lane, she can call his rein the king of pain