sexy tragedy

Are you working a night shift? Please tell me I'm the one Someone painted heaven I hope it was your fault You never needed to use a hairdryer I loved your buzz cut I loved your buzz cut I'm still comparing myself to the one on your voice mail Meanwhile, my answering machine is full of your voice We were so free, but you and Sophie You broke my heart It's a tragedy, but you were so sexy I'm still comparing myself to the one on your voice mail Meanwhile, my answering machine is full of your voice We were so free, but you and Sophie You broke my heart It's a tragedy, but you were so sexy It's a tragedy, but you were so sexy