Just A King In Mirrors – The Go-BetweensBy Sold his wallet for keroseneFuel to burn his friendsAngels stained with nicotineSing for his defenseHe waitsHe waitsThe saddest thingHe’s just a king in mirrorsHolds a bottle for a scepterSits at a barstool throneAnd empty glass reveals the specterOf a past without a homeHe waitsHe waitsThe saddest thingHe’s just a king in mirrorsReflection hurts but numbs the hoursHis ex-chauffer runs the townA peeling room with faded flowersA scrapbook and his crownHe waitsHe waitsThe saddest thingHe’s just a king in mirrors www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20