She had her mind made up just like her face    She painted in the lines and shadows    She shaded color in that would express    The lonely mood that follows    Love, short and painful and tidy lies in self-defense    She just told a thing or two to the King of Confidence       You said that he could tell her anything    She even held him when he was crying    And made her feel she was the only one    You knew that he was lying when he said he was lying       Love is short and painful, that she finally made sense    Of the love he had for the one and only King of Confidence       It's hard enough to be your lover and alone your confidant    You say you know what I need but you don't know who I want    It's just another tawdry morning now    another tarnished farewell    Your body's tired and complaining now    But you're too tore down to tell       Love is short and painful, all you kind ladies and gents    I spent years and a couple of days as the King of Confidence       It's hard enough to be your lover and alone your confidant    You say you know what I need but you don't know who I want    It's just another tawdry morning now    another tarnished farewell    Your body's tired and complaining now    But you're too tore down to tell       Love is short and painful, all you kind ladies and gents    I spent years and a couple of days as the King of Confidence (x2)