Met her on a Monday, I probably should have stayed in bed
But Cupid came to stay, and he set up shop inside my head
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
Bareback, my black, bloody celebration day
On your body, thank God I never had the nerve to say
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
And you make me feel
But I thought it was real
Beautiful you
Feels like a Sunday I think I'll just stay in bed
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You are the writer in my head
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my bed
Feels like a Monday I think I'll just stay in bed
