Black Song

I can't think straight,
I've been thinking in love triangles,
And vicious circles,
Is it the same as before?

And I said I could never lie to you,
But you know I always do,
Is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse,
Cause you know where you're going,
There's crowds at the windows,
But no way of knowing,
Who they got this time,
And who's going next,
She always leaves a letter
And signs off with an X.

I can't think straight,
I've been thinking in love triangles,
And vicious circles,
Is it the same as before?

And I said I could never lie to you,
But you know I always do,
is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse,
cause I know where you're going
The waves getting higher
And I'm tired of rowing
She whispers in my ear
Sings the cold Black Song
Hold me a while longer
She won't be gone for long
And fetch the car girl
I think it's time we got out of here
No brakes into the night
And with sadness my mistress
And we got a fine witness

Just drive to til it gets light