Baby, there's something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
Don't you agree?

Baby, 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

Baby, there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Where to begin?

Baby, there's something broken about this
But I'm maybe open 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 hide outside your door