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

We're not going far
Not going far

It's coming down,
They're coming up the shoulders
What have they found
I wonder if they'd 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 am the one
Blood on the sofa
Blood in the sink
Blood in the trunk
High at the wheel of a bull black nova
And I'm sorry as a setting sun
This can't be undone
This can't be outrun

It's in my hair
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!
Oh pick up!