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 sighs, no rolling eyes, no irony
No 'who cares', no vacant stares, 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 to hang from a tree
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
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