Well, I was up at 6 a.m
Walkin' down from New Orleans
With silent movies in my head
Now the doctors' looking pretty sick
I think she burnt her last candle stick
So, she laid on her couch for a little while
When it's over, it's over
And I seem to recognize the loss
So, I asked her, "what's your name?"
She said, "I am just the rain. I bleed upon your brow."
And we turned at midnight
The suicidal alibis...
I turned around, man, but she died
When it's over, it's over
And I seem to recognize the loss
When it's over, it's over
And I seem to recognize the loss
You're such a fool
Now you're gonna die!
What a killer!
Such a killer!
You're such a fool
Now you're gonna die!
What a killer!
You're such a killer!
You're such a fool
Now you're gonna die!
You're such a fool
Now you're gonna die!
You're such a fool
Now you're gonna die!
You're out of your mind!
You're out of your mind!