I could hold, your beautiful hands
And kiss, your beautiful eyelids
Throw open, your beautiful doors
And phone, your beautiful friends
But it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
I could bind, your beautiful wrists
And shut, your beautiful eyelids
With the d**, with the d**, with the d**
And kick, your beautiful doors in
O shame, on your beautiful friends
Cos it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
I could fight, your beautiful words
And mourn, your beautiful loss
Throw me out, of your beautiful lifestyle
And call, your beautiful name
It's all over
Cos it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over
It's all over