King of You
OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN II, RICHARD RODGERS
Where's the bone, where's the sack?
Where's these things of mine?
Pack them up, put them out
Coz there's not much time
Oh, I didn't know
That you had feelings, too
Oh, I never thought
That I was king of you
Where's the shame in my case
As I've fallen down
To the drug, to the floor
In an eager pout
Oh, I didn't know
How alone you'd be
And I never knew
How much I'd have to need