White Knight Position

Inside, head tied, in for a bumpy ride

He rides her high into something special

First look, fish hook, throwing away the book

Rearrange her lies into something heartfelt

It's fine not to love

You're a white knight physician

I'm tired of sad songs

And these twilight incisions

It's fine not to love

Last dance, one chance, fever for brief romance

He rides her lies into something special

No sleep, slow seeps, stillborn epiphanies

Rearrange her lies into something heartfelt

It's fine not to love

You're a white knight physician

I'm tired of sad songs

And these twilight incisions

It's fine not to love

You're a white knight physician

I shed my skin and wade into

The darkest depths I plumb for you

The sun, the sea, the silken sky

You're a white knight, white knight, white knight

White knight, white knight, white knight

White knight, white knight, white knight

White knight, white knight, white, white knight