I used to be a good man,
But if your beauty hurts, if your beauty hurts, i'll take the pain.
I used to be a wise man,
If your beauty hurts, if your beauty hurts, i'll take the pain.
You'd replaced the Virgin Mary,
Your picture on the wall.
Tell me more, tell me more about you someday
The colors of my days,
the picture on my wall...
But tell me more, tell me more about you someday.
All my colors are turning to grey, and you know why.
I used to be a sweet boy,
But if your beauty hurts, if your beauty hurts, i'll take the pain.
I used to be a good man,
If your beauty hurts, oh if your beauty hurts, i'll take the pain.
You'd replaced the Virgin Mary,
Your picture on the wall.
Tell me more, tell me more about you someday
The colors of my days,
your picture on my wall...
But tell me more, tell me more about you someday.
All my colors are turning to grey, and you know why.