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
I'm not going far
I'm not going far
It's coming down, they're coming up the shoulders
What have they found, I wonder if they 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'm the one with blood on my sofa
Blood in the sink, blood in the trunk
High at the wheel of a bull black Nova
Then I'm sorry as the setting sun
This can't be undone
Can't be outrun
It's in my head, 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
Pick up
Pick up
