Black Song

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.