There may be light in the way that we foul up
And maybe luck in the way that we lose
Who you gonna trust now these days?
Who all's gonna shine like a soft colored jewel...............maybe no one
And when the ex-best said, “Babe, I think there is no doubt
It'd take a whole team of top shrinks to sort you out
I thought he was so mean 'til I got how
It was all part of his theme just to put down,what he couldn't beat or keep at his own house
He said I plan to be King, I could make you my Queen
We could lead here and do it in style
He said girl take my hand, and I said, sure, we can rule the land of the Fake Smile
And you're flying high in the rush of the moment
Flying high, walking out on the wing
Takes a lot of luck, staying up there
Just one little dip and your trip's at an end
There could be choirs of angels singing.....or maybe no on
Who you gonna find now, Baby?
Who all's gonna shine a like a soft colored jewel.... there's got to be someone
Gonna shake off this crown, take a walk off the grounds
Maybe kick off these shoes for a while
Yeah, it's good to be King but it's a whole ‘nother thing when your Queen's runnin' wild
They'll kiss your ring and I'll refuse but I'll be singing the blues for the new Queen of the Fake Smile
Now our wheels could be turning, getting nowhere fast
The whole world burning up in one solar flare blast
But at last I'm with you, my soft colored jewel, in the dust and the ash
Yeah, that's no small thing and if you see the king, tell him the old Queen of The Fake Smile laughs
Oh she is laughing....
