If I was the king of all the rotten, stealin' filth from those forgotten
Would you be my queen of this desperate land, do you give a damn

What if I had to scold you, listen once but never tried and true
What if I had to trade you for another man, do you think I can

I won't call on the angels, no
Beatin' on the line as I turn to
AmputateI'm bleeding on you

What if you were torn in two, what if I wanted to be like you
What if I was high like an aeroplane
Would you look at me the same

I won't call on the angels, no
Beatin' on the line as I turn to
AmputateI'm bleeding on you

If we walked side by side, would you stab my back and kill my pride
Or would you fall ahead, or would you move behind
Tell me what's unkind

Now if I was the king of all the rotten, stealin' filth from those forgotten
Would you be my queen of this desperate land
Do you think I give a damn

I won't call on the angels, no
Beatin' on the line as I turn to
AmputateI'm bleeding on you