CBad be,a    C  d    a   
CThere's something d tragia c abCout d youa   
CSomething d so ma agic aboCut you d    a   
CDon't d you a agree C  d    a   

Babe,
There's something lonesome about you
Something so wholesome about you
Get closer to me

a No tight side, Gno rolling eyes, e no irFony
d No 'who cares', Gno vacant stares, Fno time for me

CHoney yCou'red fama iliar like Cmy Gmirror a years aFgo
CIdealism Csitsd ina prison, chiCvalGry fell oa n it's Fsword
CInnocenCce d died sa creaming, hoCney Gask me I a should Fknow
CI slithered Chere d from a eden just Cto Gsit outside a your Fdoor

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!

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. x2