You might think I'm man
You might think I'm a pilot
You might think that we can
You might think I'm a pirate
You might think I'm a farmer
You might think I'm a stone
You might think I'm a father
You might think I'm alone

Baby, I've got your number
I've heard your stories too
King, stay the king
No matter what you do

I hold you under
And all your sisters too
Come at the king
Got a violin just for you

You might think I'm a man
You might think I'm a pllot
You might think I'm a fan
You might think I'm a tyrant
You might call me a preacher
You might say I'm a stone
You might call me a teacher
You might call me your own

You can call me anything
Your sense of entitlement tingling
Doesn't matter what you say
I'll be your captain anyway