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.