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