It feels a little medieval, if you ask me

Like I′m watching a sequel I've already seen

I could tell you what happens to the new kingWhen he goes out of fashion

I want my money back now-ow

I′ve been in the wrong crowd-owd

I'd never say it out loud-oud

But I've hated every word that comes out of your mouth

What should we fight about this time?

What will you write about this time?

What does it matter if you′re not fine?

You should′ve kept that shit offline

It feels a little medieval, if you ask me

Like I'm watching a sequel I′ve already seen

I could tell you what happens to the new king

When he goes out of fashion

It feels a little medieval kissing the ring

In a gothic cathedral, have you ever seen

What really happens to people like me

When we go out of fashion?

They're gonna tear you from your pedestal, it′s almost inevitable

I'm not being cynical, it′s so unoriginal

If you get political, they'll make you a criminal

It's all a bit biblical

Don′t put your camera down

You don′t go to Heaven in a crown

It's not worth the money bringing me back from the dead

I never said it would be any fun

You never should′ve trusted anyone

They'll love you ′til they know you're done

And then it′s off with his head

It feels a little medieval, if you ask me

Like I'm watching a sequel I've already seen

I could tell you what happens to the new king

When he goes out of fashion

It feels a little medieval kissing the ring

In a gothic cathedral, have you ever seen

What really happens to people like me

When we go out of fashion?