Answer
|
Babe
|
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
|
|
Answer
|
sigh,
|
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
|
|
Answer
|
on
|
his
|
sword
|
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
|
|
Answer
|
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
|
planned
|
For
|
|
Answer
|
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
|
|
Answer
|
on
|
his
|
sword
|
Innocence
|
died
|
screaming;
|
honey,
|
ask
|
me,
|
I
|
should
|
know
|
I
|
slithered
|
here
|
from
|
Eden
|
just
|
to
|
sit
|
outside
|
your
|
door
|
Honey,
|
you're
|
familiar,
|
like
|
my
|
mirror
|
years
|
|
Answer
|
ago
|
Idealism
|
sits
|
in
|
prison,
|
chivalry
|
fell
|
on
|
his
|
sword
|
Innocence
|
died
|
screaming;
|
honey,
|
ask
|
me,
|
I
|
should
|
know
|
I
|
slithered
|
here
|
from
|
Eden
|
just
|
to
|
hide
|
outside
|
your
|
door
|
|