It's All Over

I could hold your beautiful hands And kiss your beautiful eyelids Throw open, your beautiful doors And phone your beautiful friends But, it's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over I could bind your beautiful wrists And shut your beautiful eyes With the drugs, with the drugs, with the drugs And kick your beautiful doors in Oh, shame on your beautiful friends 'Cause it's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over It's all over