Knight Moves
Watch while the queen
In one false move
Turns herself into a pawn
Sleepy and shaken
And watching while the blury night
Turns into a very clear dawn
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
One false move
And a secret prophecy
Well, if you hold it against her,
First hold it up and see
That it's one side stone
One side fire
Standing alone among all men's desire
They want to know
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
And if you wonder
What I am doing
As I am heading
For the sink
I am spitting out all the bitterness
Along with half of my last drink
I am thinking
Of your woman
Who is crying in the hall
It's like drinking gasoline
To quench a thirst
Until there's nothing there left at all
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
"Walk on the blind side"?
Was the answer to the joke
It's said there isn't a political bone
In her body
She would rather be a riddle
But she keeps challenging the future
With a profound lack of history
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
And watch while the queen
In one false move
Turns herself into a pawn
Sleepy and shaken
And watching while the blury night
Turns into a very clear dawn
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
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And it's bliss, betrays your life.
I can see, through your thin skin,
I Generalize, and still I'm right.
If you had, a single clue to
What you aren't, you'd die of shame,
If you knew, you were at fault for
Your horrid life, you'd die of blame.
Caught up in, your egocentric,
Lack of all, that you pretend.
To know or be, so false it's sickening.
You are your own, bitter end.
If your weren't, so apathetic,
If your drive had any flame,
Then you'd be, worth my attention,
And not just, a crying shame.
Don't you cry, It