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 vacan't 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

Oh what a sin/where to begin