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?
And night is 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...
Anything will 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.
(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, joke from the richer man.
Let them play their broken game,
Because I, because I love you.
So tear apart your queen of hearts,
Hold out your hand, joke from the richer man,
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?
And night is 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...
Anything will 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.
(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, joke from the richer man.
Let them play their broken game,
Because I, because I love you.
So tear apart your queen of hearts,
Hold out your hand, joke from the richer man,
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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