ترانه:
Tragedy

You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are You'll be my cutie pie until the day I die I hope that

Honeymoon in San Francisco, what a grand idea. We'll rent a room in a four-star hotel We'll spend the whole time drunk on champagne and lime We'll never

Riding to the station on the bus Cause I want to pick out some books But Jen She's a librarian and she hunts my butt to this day Usually the bills make

Miniature woodwinds whistle underwater while electric eels make the ocean warm in summer Olives that were left on the sand become bathing beach bunnies

I love you completely Please I don't want you to go Though you are not content here with me You feel you must go How could I lose you so fast? How come

I'd go down on you if that would make you happy my panda bear my panda bear please stop bombing my lullabies to pieces my panda bear my panda bear you

Someone's in love with someone who doesn't love them back their body's like a hollow room They carry around an empty feeling wherever they go, wherever

Someone's in love with someone Who doesn't love them back Their body's like a hollow room They carry around an empty feeling Wherever they go, wherever

Woah, tragedy Woah, tragedy Woah, come back, help me here Call me my love, love, be sincere You've gone, you've gone You've gone from me Woah, tragedy