And how’s it feel? Your open wound? Your London Bridge is fallen down Your highness bleeds Your highness’ doomed For better good or lesser evil
Our London bridge has fallen down...
I want you to Care of my sick head Get in my bed or just get out I need a piece A piece of you Pathetic fools should feed each other
And now you're on You’re on the road You've lost your head but you have crown Your bullshit love And empty words Our London bridge has fallen down Has fallen down