Harmless
Sorry, Louis O’Bryen, Asha Lorenz
Heaven knows what he'll run home
He talks of "come out for me you'll see
I'm not that bad, room in my ties
With my friends, with these lies and torture
And this is some sort of debauchery
And I just came to get a little bit more"
Harmless
To get a little bit more
Harmless
More I know you live in flesh
Heaven seems to get the best of me
New teenage beauty
New teenage beauty
New teenage beauty
Heaven knows who stole you from me
Guess what, guess who could do this much damage
Haven't done well but I guess that I've managed
And well that's acceptable to me
I've got to learn that you don't have to get too
Harmless (X6)
You're so harmless
Gave you all what I had left
Heaven seemed to be the death of me
New teenage beauty
New teenage beauty
New teenage beauty