Wounded

You walk into the room Acting all cruel That is what you do I hear you talking In colors so bright The king of the night You need a little mystery The role you play is too clear, you see The shining armor suits your style But loses its cloak time after time Lights are flashing Dance your feels away You're the wounded night's king You're the wounded You're the wounded You're the wounded night's king You need a little mystery The role you play is too clear, you see The shining armor suits your style But loses its cloak time after time You need a little mystery