Album: ...Half-Told Bedtime Stories

Penelope crossed the sea
No, she didn't, but that's what I would have done if it were me
I'd sail to Malta to ask her
Why she keeps you in your misery

Forget us all for wasting you
For being imperfect, for existing the way that we do
I could never be what you want
And I'm the one who'll end up dying of a broken heart
I will never be what you want
And I will end up dying of a broken heart

Cause of death was not a broken heart
It was removal of the stolen part
Cause of death was not a broken heart
It was removal of the stolen part

This is our own Greek tragedy
We write our very own twisted ending
This is our own Greek tragedy
We write our very own twisted ending
This is our own Greek tragedy
This is our own Greek tragedy

Penelope crossed the sea

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