Tekster: Envy & Other Sins. We Leave At Dawn. Highness.

I look up, it?s 10.15 and what have I achieved?
A dog-end stubbed, an idea scrubbed and square one looming dangerously.
I?ve waited for your favour for what seems a century,
I?ve hung round town, kicked cans around, this pauper?s life is not for me

CHORUS:
But Highness, how can you blame me
When you play me off against your other lovers?

Life flits past my window like the shadows cross my wall,
Patience stretched, a hopeless wretch lies waiting for your regal call,
Ever since the day we first crossed paths I must?ve crossed my heart
A thousand times along these lines and still I worship from afar

CHORUS

How can you say ?I want you??
How can you say ?I need you??
How can you say ?I love you?
When highness you know it?s no true?