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 S. 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 cargirl I think it's time we got out of here No brakes into the night And we sang as my mistress And we got a fine witness Just drive to (...) lives.