Thr-

ew

you

the

ob-

vi-

ous

and

you

flew

With

it

on

your

back

A

na-

me

in

your

re-

col-

lec-

tion

Do-

wn

a-

mong

a

mil-

lion

same.

Dif-

fi-

cult

not

to

feel

a

lit-

tle

bit

di-

sap-

poin-

ted

And

passed

o-

ver

When

I've

look-

ed

ri-

ght

thro-

ugh

To

see

you

na-

ked

and

ob-

li-

vio-

us

And

you

don't

see

me.

But

I

thr-

ew

you

the

ob-

vi-

ous

Just

to

se-

e

if

there's

more

be-

hind

the

Ey-

es

of

a

fal-

len

an-

gel,

Ey

es

of

a

tra-

ge-

dy.

Here

i

am

ex-

pect-

ing

just

a

lit-

tle

bit

Too

much

from

th-

e

wound-

ed.

But

i

se-

e,

se-

e

through

it

a-

ll,

se-

e

through

And

see

you.

Cause

I

threw

you

the

o-

bvi-

ous

To

see

what

oc-

curs

be-

hind

the

Eyes

of

a

fal-

len

an-

gel,

Eyes

of

a

tra-

ge-

dy.

Oh

well.

Oh

well,

ap-

pa-

ren-

tly

no-

thing.

Ap-

pa-

ren-

tly

no-

thing

at

all.

You

d-

on't,

you

d-

on't,

you

d-

on't

see

me.

You

d-

on't,

you

d-

on't,

you

don't

see

me.

You

d-

on't,

you

d-

on't,

you

don't

see

me.

Yo-

u

d-

on't,

yo-

u

d-

on't,

you

don't

see

me.

Yo-

u

d-

on't

see

me.

Yo-

u

d-

on't,

yo-

u

d-

on't.

You

don't

see

me

at

a-

ll.