Let me you all the story of a girl we know as Maribell
She's the sweetest little thing but it's not the sweetest secret to tell
We walked through the trainyard and Norma and Brian walked ahead
We climbed through the hole in the fence and that's when Norma said
All of that charm gone to waste
Take my hand, Brian, t-t-take my hand, Brian
Do you have a second
And she dug her little fingers into his neck until he choked
You could tell he was high cuz her fingertips were going white
His face was alight and his eyes were wide, and they looked so bright
All of that charm gone to waste
Leave me alone, won't you
All of that charm gone to waste
