Something Tragic About You Babe, there's something lonesome about you Something so wholesome about you You're closer to me No tired sigh, no rolling eyes, no irony No who cares, no vacant stare, no time for me Anymore familiar, like my mirror years ago Body little, sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword This side screaming, honey, ask me, I should know I slithered away 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 What I might be hoping about this Oh, I just sit here Too distracted, a picnic planned for you and me Roping hand for your other man to hang from a tree Anymore familiar, like my mirror years ago Body little, sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword This side screaming, honey, ask me, I should know I slithered away from Eden just to sit outside your door This side screaming, honey, ask me, I should know I slithered away from Eden just to sit outside your door Babe, there's something wretched about this You run me unfamiliar like my mirror years ago I feel as though I'm sitting in prison, chivalry fell on its own This side screaming, honey, ask me, I should know I slithered away from Eden just to hide outside your door *