(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

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 wearin' only an infidel's grin

And a proud schoolboy's boast

Of having left his post for the most unoriginal sin

Now the jukebox is humming

All the venial shortcomings of men

But I found me this drink that can finally sink

All the skills 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