Babe, there's something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
Don't you agree?
Babe, there's something lonesome about you
Something so wholesome about you
Get closer to me...
No tired sigh, no rolling eyes, no irony
No 'who cares', no vacant stare, no time for me
Honey you're familiar
Like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison
Chivalry fell on its sword
Innocence died screaming
Honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden
Just to sit outside your door.
Babe, there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Where to begin?
Babe, there's something broken about this
But I might be hoping about this
Oh, what a sin!
To the strand, a picnic plan for you and me
A rope in hand, for your other man that
hang from a tree
Honey you're familiar
Like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison
Chivalry fell on his sword
Innocence died screaming
Honey, ask me, I should know
I slithered here from Eden
Just to sit outside your door
Honey, you're familiar
Like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison
Chilvary fell on his sword
Innocence died screaming
Honey, ask me, I should know
I slithered here from Eden
Just to hide outside your door

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