Knight Of Cups

One random morning
She did appear
I sat at the table
And it was clear

I’m her Knight of Cups
And she’s my Guillotine Girl
Even before the blow
Cartoon birdies swirl
And she cuts off my head
She cuts off my head
So just my heart is left

I’ve seen a whole lot
But God damn, those eyes
And when she sings
My doubts capsize

Off with my head
Off with my head
So just my heart is left