I get up
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And it's over
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It's always over
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It's raining and I'm burned
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And it's late and you're gone
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And I can barely remember
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Anything I did or said
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Or how I lost another week
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There must be something going on...
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A nagging sense of shame
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I can't explain
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An acrid taste of smoke and blood
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And tears and drugs
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And every inch of me is raw
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And it's always fucking over
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It's raining and I'm blind
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And it's late and you're gone
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I can't do this anymore
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Keep getting there
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It's over
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It's always over
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It's raining and I'm cracked
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And it's late and you're out
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And I can't quite remember
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Anything I did or said
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Or how I lost another year
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There must be something coming down...
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A sweetly sour unease
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It's like a tease
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A broken dream of guilt and fear
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And spit and steel
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And every piece of me in pain
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And it's always fucking over
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It's raining and I'm cold
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And it's late and you're out again
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Run my head around it
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Like I know I really miss her
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"But I always want to do it now"
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She told me in a whisper
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I try so hard to place it
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Wonder why I really feel it
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When to send the pretty flowers
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Maybe helps her to believe it
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Run my tongue along it
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Oh the taste is something sicker
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"But you know you have to do it now"
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She told me in a whisper
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It only takes a second
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But the second lasts forever
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"Close your eyes
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And let me take you down... "
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And I get up
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And it's over
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It's always fucking over
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It's raining and I'm wrecked
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And it's late and you're...
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No I can't remember
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Anything I did or said
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Or how I lost another life...
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I lost another life
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Oh I can't do this anymore
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No
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I can't do this anymore....
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It's Over
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The Cure |