She loves him just enough, to be laid there
  Spread eagle exposing her love
  Her sighs and moans meant nothing to him
  But a girl must do what she must do.
  Hail To The King
  And his court of love
  Was it love? Or self-imposed lust.
  Hey, it's not your duty to me
  I'm just a boy, not a king
  It never felt right from the start
  Speak to me, I'll understand
  Now it's over and in the past
  About the future, should we laugh?
  Regret it, try hard to forget it
  Learn by our mistakes and try not to forget.