My castle’s a room where each night I’m alone
A chair in the corner is my only throne
And all that I rule is a now-silent phone
I’m the King of Broken Hearts

My minstrel sings love songs on my phonograph
Each song brings back mem’ries of your haunting laugh
And each face in my court looks like your photograph
I’m the King of Broken Hearts

I thought I could forget in time
The tender kiss you gave
But now I realize that I’m 
A ruler who’s only a slave

A scarf that you left now is my royal cloak
On my coat of arms are the love words you spoke
And my crown is a dream that has vanished in smoke
I’m the King of Broken Hearts

And my crown is a dream that has vanished in smoke
I’m the King of Broken Hearts