Queen of Hearts
Knockin' down your door
I heard before you saw
Queen has come collecting
Hide your hearts, hide your hearts
Count the cards you want
And build yourself a home
Did you need protecting
From the start? From the start
Runners on the run
From the summer of their sun
The queen, she don't remember
Aren't we all having fun?
Count the cards you want
And build yourself a home
Did you need protecting
From the start? From the start
From the start, from the start
You wrote it all down in the book
That I promised I would never look
But I crossed my fingers for you
Because I love you, la-da-da-die
Lie-die, la-da-da-die
Can you feel the win
Chippin' off your skin?
Don't you know the kiss of death
Is riding on her royal breath?
I bet you read the stories
Of pillages and glories
Now it's time to run
Son, it's time to run, run, run
From the start, from the start
You wrote it all down in the book
That I promised I would never look
But I crossed my fingers for you
Because I love you, la-da-da-die
Lie-die, la-da-da-die
So tear apart your queen of hearts
Hold out your hand, jokes on the richer men
Let them play their broken game
Because I, because I love you
So tear apart your queen of hearts
Hold out your hand, jokes on the richer men
Let them play their broken game
Because I, because I love you, la-da-da-die
Lie-die, die-die
I heard before you saw
Queen has come collecting
Hide your hearts, hide your hearts
Count the cards you want
And build yourself a home
Did you need protecting
From the start? From the start
Runners on the run
From the summer of their sun
The queen, she don't remember
Aren't we all having fun?
Count the cards you want
And build yourself a home
Did you need protecting
From the start? From the start
From the start, from the start
You wrote it all down in the book
That I promised I would never look
But I crossed my fingers for you
Because I love you, la-da-da-die
Lie-die, la-da-da-die
Can you feel the win
Chippin' off your skin?
Don't you know the kiss of death
Is riding on her royal breath?
I bet you read the stories
Of pillages and glories
Now it's time to run
Son, it's time to run, run, run
From the start, from the start
You wrote it all down in the book
That I promised I would never look
But I crossed my fingers for you
Because I love you, la-da-da-die
Lie-die, la-da-da-die
So tear apart your queen of hearts
Hold out your hand, jokes on the richer men
Let them play their broken game
Because I, because I love you
So tear apart your queen of hearts
Hold out your hand, jokes on the richer men
Let them play their broken game
Because I, because I love you, la-da-da-die
Lie-die, die-die
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Writer(s): Lachlan James Campbell Rose
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