Well it seems she'll play the same
Old piece to play along
Because the audience never listened
To her mermaid song
That temptation was a sunny isle where
All that lives is dead
Don't choose it's shadows to make your bed
Behind that painted lady
There's a masterpiece
Behind the painted lady
She's a masterpiece
But she doesn't care to think so
No she hasn't got belief
That's what she's wearing over her face
Singing, oh! Take me back to
Me, oh! The original me
Oh! Take me back to me, the original me
And when the sun descends she'll
Be the swan song silhouette
And even down the road she'll be
The last to leave your head
And you'll feel like your marooned
Upon that sunny isle instead
Don't choose it's shadows to make your bed
Singing, oh! Take me back to
You, oh! The original you
Oh! Take me back to you, the original you