She won't mind they always said
A women's touch can cure no man
In beauty lies a sticky game
Without your words, you are nothing

Sybil, Sybil Vane was, was, was ill
Sybil, Sybil Vane was, was, was ill

But she knows now that she's falling
And she will say to you
"I'll better prove myself"
"I'd better prove myself"

Try to hide all your sins
Write a letter to make ammends
But she's not that tough
To let you roam around her
But she is not that tough
Because she is gone gone gone
But you

You are the greyest of them all
Yeah you, your boastful tounge has bit them all
And after all was said and done,
The pleasure was all yours to run

You dragged her down and said,
"Oh you are such a fool"
"Where's your stamina at?"
She says, "It's lost in you"
You showed her life beyond acts and
Now she lusts for you.

Oh there was no fair warning
No, there was no fair warning
But her heart it just stopped

And you grow weary of nights crawling
Of nights crawling
Deep into your breathless eyes
Made you soon realize
That Sybil Vane she spoke no lies

You'll soon figure out that everything was true
Sybil Vain inspired and she'll do the same for you
With her dreamy head, she couldn't have it all.
Remember now, she died
Holding too much thought in her mind but you