Beautiful

It's over
 I know that
 I knew that before it even was
 I know dead love
 Doesn't grow back
 But my naive advisers swear it does
 I'm not the only fool around
 Who's been a slave to a hint of meaning
 Once you start to fool around I have direction,
 I have desperate leaning
 Oh oh, feeling like I'm seeing things...
 It's not my fault, I love you so
 It wasn't my wish for you to let me go
 I promise that I'll try to keep this cool
 Tell me though, must you be so Beautiful?
 Your lover
 How is he?
 Does he do it just the way you want to?
 What happens when he's busy?
 Do you get lonely when he doesn't want you?
 It drives me crazy when you tell me that you really wanna be
 Just my chum...
 I've got a bottle fully of healthy dripping love and you wont even try some
 Oh oh, quick, phone the asylum
 It's not my fault, I love you so
 It wasn't my wish for you to let me go
 I promise that I'll try to keep this cool
 Tell me though, must you be so Beautiful?
 I can handle your sweet voice
 On the telephone line
 I can handle your beat choice
 To leave me alone, Fine!
 I can handle the fact you said you'd found me rather dull
 But must you be so mercilessy Beautiful?
 It's over
 I know that
 I knew that before it even was
 I know dead love
 Doesn't grow back
 But my naive advisers swear it does
 I'm not the only fool around
 Who's been a slave to a hint of meaning
 Once you start to fool around I have direction,
 I have desperate leaning
 Oh oh, feeling like I'm seeing things...
 It's not my fault, I love you so
 It wasn't my wish for you to let me go
 I promise that I'll try to keep this cool
 Tell me though, must you be so beautiful?