I don't care for the title in front of your name I'm sick and tired of playing your fucking game The feeling of strength, the power in your hands Your majesty in your world and you're the fool in mine Nothing but honesty within these smiles So why is it such a relief when you're out of sight Not the shepherd, neither your sheep Don't make promises you don't want to keep And if you don't get it it's not my fault In a blink of an eye you'd leave everyone behind A million words are spoken, yet there's so much left to say Too many promises, the doors break open Wolves in sheep's clothing Trust is broken Not the shepherd, neither your sheep Don't make promises you don't want to keep Your majesty in your world and you're the fool in mine I don't care for the title in front of your name I'm sick and tired of playing your fucking game