Fade to Black

Well I wonder where you are tonight

You're probably on a rampage somewhere

You have been known to take delight in

Getting in somebody's hair and you

You always had the knack

Fade to black

I bet you already made a pass

I see a darkened room somewhere

You run your fingers around the rim of his glasses

You run your fingers through his hair

They scratch across his back

Fade to black

Well maybe it's all for the best

But I wish I'd never been lassoed

Maybe it's some kind of test

But I wish I'd never been tattooed

Or been to hell and back

Fade to black