There's something tragic about
you.
Don't you agree?
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 stare,
no time for me
Suddenly you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison,
chivalry fell on his soul
Innocent,
stifled screaming,
honey,
it's me I should know
I sniffed that feel from Eden,
just to sit outside your door
Babe,
there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about us
Oh, what a sin
To the strap, a picnic plan for you and me
A roping hand for your other man to hang from a tree
Suddenly you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison,
chivalry fell on his soul Innocent,
stifled screaming,
honey,
it's me I should know
I sniffed that feel from Eden,
just to sit
outside your door