♪ I’m not saying it was your fault, although you could’ve done more.
Oh you’re so naive, yet so.
How could this be done by such a smiling sweetheart.
Oh and your sweet and pretty face.
In such an ugly world something so beautiful, oh that every time I look inside.
I know, she knows, that I’m not found of asking.
True or false it may be she’s still out to get me. ♫