What there was left of us Was all covered in dust and thick skin A half eaten apple or the whole Sistine Chapel Painted on the head of a pin A life long love's worth gone up in a smurk And you didn't even see her waltz in Now this love is a ghost having played host To the most unoriginal sin
At the wedding we smiled As some devil played wild violin Soon after the chapel she offered me that apple One bite and I was gone with the wind And you needed no proof 'Cause the whole naked truth Was wearin' only an infidel's grin And a proud schoolboy's boast of having left his post For the most unoriginal sin
Now the jukebox is humming All the venial shortcomings of men Lord I found me this drink that can finally sink All the skills that I've been wallowing in Buddy once you get started Once true love's departed You do it over and over again So tonight I will toast just whoever comes close To the most unoriginal sin So tonight I will toast just whoever comes close To the most unoriginal sinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
