King of the Rotten

If I was the king of all the rotten

Stealing the filth from those forgotten

Would you be my queen

Of a desperate land

Do you give a damn

What if I had to scold you

Listened once, tried and true

What if I had to trade you, yeah

For another man

Do you think I can

I won't call on the angels, no

Beating on the line as I turn to amputate

I'm bleeding on you

What if you were torn in two

What if I wanted to be like you

What if I was high like an aeroplane

Would you look at me the same

I won't call on the angels, no

Beating on the line as I turn to amputate

I'm bleeding on you

If we walked side by side

Would you stab my back and kill my pride

Or would you fall ahead

Or would you move behind

Tell me what's unkind

Now if I was the king of all the rotten

Stealing the filth from those forgotten

Would you be my queen

Of this desperate land

Do you think I give a damn

I won't call on the angels, no

Beating on the line as I turn to amputate

I'm bleeding on you