Something so innocent,
Began then came and went
Keeps coming back to around to haunt you in the end.
You think we're fighting now,
It's all the same somehow,
Loves tortured all artist wrecks the masterpeice again.
Used to be clear what the looking glass said,
Now everythings hazzy baby nothings making sense.

Hey sister pretty, your lips are on the city,
Everybodys waiting for the honeymoon to end.
I'm still trying to stop this thing from dying,
Don't forget to kiss me before you beat me up again.

Nothing so powerful yet so frustrating,
Nothing so personal as a gift that's from your heart.
Nothing so damaging so devestating,
Nothing so closer yet so far apart.

It used to be clear what the looking glass said,
Now everythings hazzy baby nothings making sense.
Hey sister pretty, your lips are on the city,
Everybodys waiting for the honeymoon to end.
I'm still trying to stop this thing from dying,
Don't forget to kiss me before you beat me up again.
Hey sister pretty, your lips are on the city,
Everybodys waiting for the honeymoon to end.
I'm still trying to stop this thing from dying,
Don't forget to kiss me before you beat me up again.
Don't forget to kiss me before you beat me up you beat me up again

Writer : BROPHY, NICOLAS C/BRYAN, MARK
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing