Oh, I'm not saying it's your fault, although you could have done moreYou're so naive yet slow, how can this be done?With such a smiling sweetheartOoh, when you're sweet and pretty-facedIn such an ugly world, something so beautifulThat every time I look his eyeI know he knows I'm not fond of askingTrue or false as it may be, he's still alive to get meI know he knows I'm not fond of askingTrue or false as it may be, he's still alive to get meTrue or false as it may be, he's still alive to get meI may say it was your fault, cause I know you couldn't have moreOh, you're so naive yet slow, how can this be done?With such a smiling sweetheartOoh, when you're sweet and pretty-facedIn such an ugly world, something so beautifulI know he knows I'm not fond of askingTrue or false as it may be, he's still alive to get meI know he knows I'm not fond of askingTrue or false as it may be, he's still alive to get meI know he knows I'm not fond of askingHow can this be doneWith such a smile and sweet heartYou're so naive yet soSuch an ugly thingFor someone so beautifulThat every time you're on her sideI know he knowsI'm not fond of askingTo a force that may beStill out to get meI know he knowsI'm not fond of askingTo a force that may beStill out to get meJust don't let me downHold on to your catJust don't let me downHold on to your catHold on to your catJust don't let me downHold on to your catJust don't let me down