Black Song

I can’t think straight,

I’ve been thinking in love triangles,

and vicious circles,

is it the same as before?
and I said I could never lie to you,

but you know I always do,

is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse,

cause you know where you’re going,

there’s crowds at the windows,

but no way of knowing,

who they got this time,

and who’s going next,

she always leaves a letter

and signs off with an S.

I can’t think straight,

I’ve been thinking in love triangles,

and vicious circles,

is it the same as before?
and I said I could never lie to you,

but you know I always do,

is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse,

cause I know where you’re going

the waves getting higher

and I’m tired of rowing

she whispers in my ear

sings the cold Black Song

Hold me a while longer

she won’t be gone for long

and fetch the cargirl

I think it’s time we got out of here

no brakes into the night

and we sang as my mistress

and we got a fine witness
just drive to lift their lives.