| Well it was one of those great stories |
| That you can’t put down at night |
| The hero knew what he had to do |
| And he wasn’t afraid to fight |
| The villain goes to jail, while the hero goes free |
| I wish it were that simple for me |
| And the reason that she loved him |
| Was the reason I loved him too |
| And he never wondered what was right or wrong |
| He just knew, he just knew |
| Shadows and shape mixed together at dawn |
| But by time you catch them simplicity’s gon |
| And so we sort through the piecs |
| My friends and I |
| Searching through the darkness to find |
| The breaks in the sky |
| And the reason that she loved him |
| Was the reason I loved him too |
| And he never wondered what was right or wrong |
| He just knew, he just knew |
| And we wonder, yes we wonder |
| How do you make sense of this |
| When the hero kills the maiden |
| With his kiss, with his kiss |
| Well it was one of those great stories |
| That you can’t put down at night |
| The hero knew what he had to do |
| And he wasn’t afraid to fight |
| The villain goes to jail, while the hero goes free |
| I wish it were that simple for me |
| If it were that simple for me |