What there was left of us was all covered in dust and thick
skin
A half eaten apple or the whole Sistine Chapel painted on the

head of a pin
A life long love's worth gone up in a smurk and you
didn't even see her waltz in

Now this love is a ghost having played host to the most
unoriginal sin


At the wedding we smiled as 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 wearin' only an infidel's grin
And a proud schoolboy's boast of having left his post for

the most unoriginal sin
[ violin - guitar ]
Now the jukebox is humming all the venial shortcomings of men

Lord I found me this drink that can finally sink
All the skills that I've been wallowing in
Buddy once you get started once true love's departed you do

it over and over again
So tonight I will toast just whoever comes close to the most
unoriginal sin

So tonight I will toast just whoever comes close to the most
unoriginal sin