Just paint the picture of a perfect place,
they got it better than what anyone's told you.
They'll be the King of Hearts;
and you're the Queen of Spades.
Then we'll fight for them like we were their soldiers.
I know we've got it good;
but they got it made.
And the grass is getting greener each day.
I know things are looking up;
but soon they'll take us down,
before anybody's knowing our name.