what there was left of us

was all covered in dust and thick skin


a half eaten apple


the whole Sistine chapel

painted on the head of a pin





a life long love's work

gone up in a smirk


and you didn't even see her waltz in




CHORUS ONE:


now this love is a ghost, for having played host


to the most unoriginal sin




at the wedding we smiled


while some devil played wild violin

soon after the chapel


she offered me that apple


one bite and i was gone with the wind




and you needed no proof


cause the whole naked truth

was wearing only an infidels grin





CHORUS TWO:

and a proud school boys boast


for havin' left his post


for the most unoriginal sin




now the juke box is hummin'


al the venial short comings of men

but i found me this drink


that can finally sink


all this guilt i been wallowing in




buddy once you get started


once true love's departed

you do it over and over again




CHORUS THREE:


so tonight i will toast

just who ever comes close

to the most unoriginal sin




CHORUS THREE:


so tonight i will toast

just who ever comes close

to the most unoriginal sin