Knave of Hearts
There is a man
Who roams the land
That they call
The Knave of Hearts
He finds a girl
And shows her his world
Thats his game
The Knave of Hearts
He tells her he loves her
Then leaves for another
Its always the same with
The Knave of Hearts
He made me his next victim
I thought I could fix him
I thought I could change
The Knave of Hearts
Now everyone can tell
I am under his spell
He has caught me
The Knave of Hearts
But let it be known
That he's mine alone
He's stolen his last
My Knave of Hearts
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