(The) Most Unoriginal Sin

What there was left of us

Was all covered in dust and thick skin

A half-eaten apple

Or the whole Sistine Chapel

Painted on the head of a pin

A lifelong love's work

Gone up in a smirk

And you didn't even see her waltz in

Now this love is a ghost

For having played host

To the most unoriginal sin

At the wedding we smiled

As some devil played wild violin

Soon after the chapel

She offered me that apple

One bite and I was gone with the wind

And you needed no proof

'Cause the whole naked truth

Was wearing only an infidel's grin

And a proud schoolboy's boast

For having left his post

For the most unoriginal sin

Now the jukebox is humming

All the venal shortcomings of men

But I found me this drink

That can finally sink

All this guilt that I've been wallowing in

Buddy, once you get started

Once true love's departed

You do it over and over again

So tonight I will toast

Just whoever comes close

To the most unoriginal sin

So tonight I will toast

Just whoever comes close

To the most unoriginal sin