Lyrics

You're counting on the bottom of a bloody river tell me, who's gonna catch your soul You're standin on the ledge of the bridge Tell me, who's gonna pay your toll A hundred feet high With a fear in your eye So who gonna push you in What's done is done The clock keeps tickin The time is wearin down You got blood on your face With a conscience you dance and you know it's the end of the road, My friend Oh, yes it is You're carryin in your arms The red stained rug with the woman you called your love Steppin on sorrow on your own last walk for attention from above You're drivin away, with house up in flames like you're burning the pain And the burnin still remains What's done is done In the heat of passion Takin names in blood Now the devil's laughin Well tell us one thing you've found That you can be proud They wanted you dead But you're one step ahead Oh, in the heat of passion In the heat of passion Standin in the room with your wife and another Oh, Oh what did you do You caught 'er in he act put a knife in your back Well, you get even too You hear your bed It sticks your heart You slip in to a whole lot of rage So give your time to calm yourself return to a different page You can't take back the crime Or go back in time On helping you see And know that it history Oh, what's done is done In the heat of passion Takin names in blood Now the devil's laughin Well tell us one thing you've found That you can't be proud They wanted you dead But you're one step ahead And they took your love with a fine reaction You're the midnight son, and your world is crashin Your guilt is runnin around, so running you down So when you were told, so your guilt set in stone Oh, in the heat of passion For the world, for the world ... ay ... ay ... What's done is done In the heat of passion Takin names in blood Now the devil's laughin Well tell us one thing you've found That you can't be proud They wanted you dead But you're one step ahead In the heat of passion Oh, oh in the heat of passion You got blood on your hands, I see For love of the History
Writer(s): William Champlin, Steven Gallagher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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