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