Cut and Run Lyrics

Staring at the girls as they pass

Fingers leaving marks on the glass

All he sees are figurines

A fixture from his teenage dreams

A well that he can draw from til it's bare

And he won't see

The scars he'll leave

He's gotten what he wanted now

And he's gonna cut and run

Everybody wants to be king

When they see the jewels it can bring

And so he keeps the ones who sing his praises for the court

A crowd of people to adore him

Hanging any jester who will call him out

And he won't see

The scars he'll leave

He's gotten what he wanted now

And he's gonna cut and run

Now they're in the square

Calling for his head

Caught in his own snare

Waiting for his end