I'm not saying it was your fault
Although you could have 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 way
Something so beautiful
That every time I look inside

I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking [bad word] or false it may be
She's still out to get me
I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking [bad word] or false it may be
She's still out to get me

I may say it was your fault
Cause I know you could have 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 way
Something so beautiful
But every time I look inside

I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking [bad word] or false it may be
She's still out to get me
I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking [bad word] or false it may be
She's still out to get me

How could this be done
By such a smiling sweetheart
Oh you're so naive yet so
Such an ugly thing
Someone so beautiful
And every time you're on his side

I know she knows that I'm not fond of asking [bad word] or false it may be she's still out to get me
And I know she knows that I'm not fond of asking [bad word] or false it may be she's still out to get me