Beautiful You

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