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 sight, 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 own 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 Into the strand, a picnic planned for you and me A roping 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 own Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me, I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door Baby, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its own Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me, I should know Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me, I should know Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its own Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me, I should know I slithered here from Eden just to hide outside your door *