From Eden - Hozier

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 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 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 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 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 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 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