You'll Be King - Pia Toscano

Watch you mash your hair and shield your eyes

Dress yourself, rehearse, you fix your smile

The darkest night, the whitest moon

Leave the door ajar in case you try

Wrap my arms around the thought inside

That you’ll be king, you’ll be king

You’ll be king of all my empty spaces

All the lonely places that I’ve gathered for your throne

A house of cards I’ve come to call our home

In need of hands to build, to grow

You’ll be king

I fix my hair, you touch my cheek that way

This fever burning like the summer rays

And you’ll be king, you’ll be king

You’ll be king of all my empty spaces

All the lonely places that I’ve gathered for your throne

A house of cards I’ve come to call our home

In need of fans to build, to grow

You were leading me on, you were bringing me down

Everything that I am could never have been

We have been here before, left behind what we found

Only able to see what you were chasing down

You were leading me on, you were leading me on

You’re just leading me on

You’ll be king of all my empty spaces

All the lonely places that I’ve gathered for your throne

A house of cards I’ve come to call our home

In need of hands to build, to grow

And you’ll be king, you’ll be king

You’ll be king, you’ll be king