I might lie awake in the dead of night
A prisoner of the moon;
I might curse this world and yell at God
But it won't be over you.

I might press this poison to my lips
Drown myself in ninety-proof;
Wash up on the rocks of an empty glass
But it won't be over you.

I might walk the floor, I might climb the walls
Honey tears might fall like rain;
In the sea of love, I will die of thirst
Before I call your name.
Yes someday this ol' heart of mine might break in two
But it won't be over you.

They might lock me up in a padded cell
Call me crazy as a loon;
Might be tortured by some true love lost
But it won't be over you.

I might walk the floor, I might climb the walls
Honey tears might fall like rain;
In the sea of love, I will die of thirst
Before I call your name.
Yes someday this ol' heart of mine might break in two
But it won't be over you.

When my bones grow weary of this world
And my days are numbered few;
Yes I'll have regrets but when I hang my head
It won't be over you.

Yes someday this ol' heart of mine might break in two,
But it won't be over you.
No it won't be over, no it won't be over you