no better than me

Kings fortune maybe a ransom

what I wouldn’t give back then

to keep you beside me

hold your love close

feel you inside again

& now I see you standing

there in the street

butter would not melt

on your icy smiles

lips tight on your teeth

but hey

I knew you baby

back when

you were no better than me

there is no kings fortune

maybe the ransom

could make me take you back

I was but a love sick fool

for not knowing

if it wasn’t for the money

my better days coming

were going to be for free

but you had to leave

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