And there inside our private war

I died the night before

And all of these remnants of joy and disaster

What am I supposed to do?

I want to cook you a soup that warms your soul

But nothin' would change, nothin' would change at all

I wonder if this grief will ever let me go

I feel like I am the King of Sorrow, yeah

I suppose I could just walk away

Will I disappoint my future if I stay?

I wonder will this grief ever be gone

Will it ever go?

I have already paid for all my future sins

There's nothing anyone

Can say to take this away

It's just another day and nothin's any good

King of Sorrow

King of Sorrow, oh

King of Sorrow, oh yeah

Of Sorrow

King of Sorrow, mm, yeah

King of Sorrow, oh, oh

King of Sorrow, oh, yeah