It's in my hair, it's on my clothes
It's in the river, over the road
It's shining down, my angry star

Hanging off the hood of my car
Not going far, not going far


It's coming down, they're coming up the shoulders
What have they found? I wonder if they'd know
I'm in a bull black Chevy Nova, silhouetted by the setting sun

This can't be undone, this can't be undone

If I am the one, blood on the sofa

Blood in the sink, blood in the trunk
High at the wheel of a bull black Nova
And I'm sorry as a setting sun

This can't be undone, can't be outrun

It's in my hair, there's blood in the sink

I can't calm down, I can't think
I keep calling, there's blood in the trunk
I can't calm down, I freak out, black out