If itâs a beautiful world then why do I feel dead
anâ all messed up inside my monkey head
If itâs a beautiful world then why do I feel blue
anâ all messed up now Iâm without you
If itâs a beautiful world then why am I alone
anâ all mixed up cryinâ by the telephone
If itâs a beautiful world then why am I so sad
anâ all messed up feelinâ really bad
If itâs a beautiful world then why is it so
that my heart aches when I listen to the radio
If itâs a beautiful world then why does it have to be
that my heart breaks when I think about you anâ me
oh yeah, think about you anâ me
I donât like what I see, deep inside my skin
all the things Iâve done, all the guilt anâ sin
itâs all my fault, I was the one
who led you away, to the house of the rising sun
oh yeah, oh yeah,
If itâs a beautiful world then why is it so
that my heart aches when I listen to the radio
If itâs a beautiful world then why does it have to be
that my heart breaks when I think about you anâ me
think about anâ me, oh yeah,
think about you anâ me