Honey, don't

I could hold, your beatiful hands, and kiss, your beautiful eyelids
But it's all over....

I could bind, your beautiful wrists, and shut, your beautiful eyes.
With the drugs, with the drugs, with the drugs.

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.