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 eyes,

With the drugs, with the drugs, with the drugs
And kick, your beautiful doors in


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