Been around the sun, but it doesn't matter
It's about damn time that I had my way
But the man isn't a man - he has a kind of manner
Of speaking and turning heads in his wake
The way that she spins her way round a room
Her smile and her shimmering eyes
She pulls him in near, puts a spell in his ear
And she tells him she'll be his demise
For spending the night with someone that you barely know
Is better than feeling your sorrow and feeling alone
Feeling the pressure of something that you might have said
Reaching the ear of someone that you thought was dead
When he wakes up the girl is gone, what a way to find out
That girl he's been dreamin' of, what she's all about
The flowers he sent and her beautiful laughter they both are really the same
Time's all gone, something's wrong
The petals have fallen away
Putting together a picture, but something's wrong
Like finding out there's a note missing from your song
Putting together a picture inside of your head
The girl you love is dead!
Putting together a picture, but something's wrong
Like finding out there's a note missing from your song
Putting together a picture, but something's wrong
Something wrong...
Putting together a picture, but something's wrong
Like finding out there's a note missing from your song
Putting together a picture inside of your head
The girl you love is dead!